However, in response to Liu Sheng Bushou's furious shout, Ling Chen seemed as if he hadn't heard it at all. His gaze, passing through the crowd, fell on Hong Ye behind.
"Come here."
Ling Chen's eyes glinted with a cold light, and he spoke calmly.
Being summoned like this by Ling Chen, Hong Ye felt a bit uncomfortable. However, with a sword-shaped imprint planted by Ling Chen in her mind, even if she didn't wish to listen to him, she had to.
After all, Ling Chen was her master now.
"Take good care of her."
Ling Chen glanced at Hong Ye, then pointed to Little Butterfly beside him. "If she loses even a single hair, I will hold you accountable."
"Yes."
Reluctantly nodding, Hong Ye squatted down and helped Little Butterfly stand up.
