OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 962: Why Is Lord Demon Associating with the People of the Heavenly Dao?
Bai Zhi’er hurriedly followed Feng Fuce out the door.
Zhu Yan, kneeling, kept pace behind; his speed was not slow.
Feng Fuce carried Bai Zhi’er to an extremely dark place.
Then, with the tip of his boot, he suddenly soared into the air.
Bai Zhi’er’s face was illuminated by the blazing flames.
She looked down to see Prince Kang being torn and bitten by evil ghosts in an endlessly burning pool.
Prince Kang grasped the Jade Pendant in his hand. As he waved it forward, those skeleton-like evil ghosts recoiled.
But whenever he relaxed, those evil ghosts would rush forward one after another.
Prince Kang, with disheveled hair and anxious eyes, shouted loudly, "Get lost! Get away!"
Bai Zhi’er hurriedly gathered her mana, and with a wave of her hand, beams of pink-golden divine light descended.
"Sizzle!"
Wherever the divine light shone, the evil ghosts turned to ash.
Zhu Yan, watching from the side, stared wide-eyed in astonishment.
This divine power’s aura—is it Heavenly Dao?!
No... Compared to the forceful Heavenly Dao Power, this girl’s strength was somewhat immature.
But it was not to be underestimated.
Why would Lord Demon be mixed up with someone from the Heavenly Dao?
Perhaps this too was part of a revenge plan?
Zhu Yan dared not contemplate further, as Feng Fuce coldly urged, "Release the man!"
"Yes, yes!"
Zhu Yan called over four small demons to help open the E’gui Pond.
They pulled out the barely alive Prince Kang.
Zhu Yan walked over to Prince Kang and hurriedly apologized, "I sincerely apologize."
If he had known this was Lord Demon’s friend, he wouldn’t have touched him no matter what.
Prince Kang was already somewhat dazed, his vision blurred.
He looked at the tall figure before him, somewhat human yet not entirely.
"I offer a trade... I want to extend my wife’s life, whatever you need, take it from me."
Zhu Yan was momentarily embarrassed, "This..."
How could he dare to take something from Prince Kang?!
Lord Demon would even chop him to pieces.
Fortunately, Prince Kang passed out right after saying that.
It seemed he should awaken in the secular world.
The figure gradually transformed into mist and vanished.
Bai Zhi’er quickly said, "Brother Fu Ce, shall we go back too?"
However, Feng Fuce calmly explained, "No rush, Prince Kang won’t awaken over there for a while."
"We will ask a few questions before leaving."
Thus, they returned to the main hall.
This time, small demons had lit up the hall inside.
With the bright light, Bai Zhi’er finally saw Zhu Yan’s appearance clearly.
This was an almost two-meter-tall white-furred ape-man, dressed in tight clothing, with two extremely long sharp fangs protruding from his lips.
Zhu Yan remained in a kneeling position.
When he noticed Bai Zhi’er looking at him, he mustered the courage to lift his head, revealing a flattering smile to Bai Zhi’er.
"Whatever the Lord wishes to ask, speak freely, I will tell you everything I know."
Feng Fuce said indifferently, "Earlier, a man came and exchanged his wife’s thirty years of life for brief wealth."
As he spoke, he stood up.
The door behind Zhu Yan slammed shut.
With a muffled "bang," Zhu Yan’s body shuddered.
Feng Fuce was surrounded by a cold black flame.
He stopped before Zhu Yan, his gaze filled with a fierce and turbulent intensity.
"I remember Jile City has always tempted people here through greed in their hearts to make transactions."
"But it never accepts a price other than the person themselves to avoid being traced by the Heavenly Court under the pretext of karma."
"Why did you agree to take his wife’s thirty years of life to accumulate wealth for him?"
As Feng Fuce finished speaking, he stepped on Zhu Yan, pinning him beneath his boot.
