Chapter 702 How Dare You! I Will Not Let You Go!

Xiao Yao’s wrist, the pattern of the Qiankun Chain, was clearly visible between her skin and flesh.

At first glance, it looked as if it had been tattooed on.

But, upon closer inspection, the pattern was clearly embedded in her flesh.

His five fingers slowly tightened, ever tighter.

Xiao Yao felt a sharp pain in her wrist, so intense that she immediately furrowed her brow.

“Let go of me!” She had to save her master!

Even though she knew she didn't have the ability, knew she couldn't defeat the man before her, she couldn't abandon her master!

What would he do to her master if he took her back?

“Let go!”

Unable to break free, she suddenly twisted her wrist, and a long sword appeared in her hand.

With a swish, a silver light flashed, and sword energy pointed directly at the man in front of her.

Feng Ye Xuan remained unmoved.

Her wrist was still within his grasp; this hand holding the sword could not cause him any harm.

If she were truly an enemy, he would only need to tighten his fingers, and her hand would be broken immediately. Where would she get the chance to swing a sword?

The long sword undoubtedly fell into Feng Ye Xuan’s hand.

He continued to stare at the Qiankun Chain imprint on her wrist, his deep eyes unable to hide his excitement.

She had finally returned.

“Let go!” Xiao Yao continued to struggle.

Feng Ye Xuan, however, stretched out his arm and pulled her into his embrace.

Xiao Yao felt her collar tighten, and then, she was unable to exert any strength.

She was lifted up by him. The man then used his Qinggong, and with a few swift movements, he entered the city, rapidly heading towards the Xuan King’s Mansion.

The fierce wind whipped, preventing her from even opening her eyes.

Yu Xing and Ding Chen were originally walking ahead of them, but the Xuan King had caught up to them in the blink of an eye.

And in the blink of an eye, he had left them far behind.

The two of them stared, dumbfounded.

Everyone had few opportunities to witness the King’s martial arts, whether it was Qinggong or internal energy.

Now, seeing it, they were astonished! The speed was incredibly fast!

It was as if a gust of wind had passed, and there was no trace of them in the empty night sky ahead.

If not for being so familiar with the King’s aura, would anyone dare to believe that the King had truly passed by them?

Xiao Yao could barely breathe!

The speed was too fast, the wind too strong, making it difficult to even open her mouth.

Even her nose began to feel numb and uncomfortable.

Finally, before she almost suffocated, she instinctively buried her face in Feng Ye Xuan’s chest.

With his chest blocking the fierce wind, Xiao Yao finally managed to resume breathing.

She didn’t know how long she had been in the wind when she came to her senses, everything had stopped.

The wind died down, and the whistling sound in her ears ceased.

Feng Ye Xuan kicked open the door to a room. As soon as he entered, Xiao Yao heard the door slam shut with a gust of his palm.

His room!

Seeing the situation clearly, Xiao Yao immediately struggled: “Let go of me! Master… what have you done to my master?”

Feng Ye Xuan remained silent. He walked straight to the bedside and gently released his hands.

Xiao Yao was immediately thrown onto the bed by him. The force of her fall was not heavy, and she did not feel uncomfortable.

But when she tried to get up, his tall body suddenly pressed down.

His hands were pinned above her head.

Before she could even speak, she heard a tearing sound, and a chill ran through her body.

Xiao Yao was so frightened that her whole body stiffened, and she cried out: “What are you doing? Let go of me! Let go! Ah!”

The scoundrel had sealed her acupoints! Now, she could do nothing but call for help.

However, the entire Xuan King’s Mansion belonged to him, so even if she called for help, no one would save her.

“What exactly do you want to do?”

Staring at the man standing by the bed, her eyes turned red with anger: “You dare! I will not let you go!”

Feng Ye Xuan paid no heed.

His crimson eyes were fixed on her delicate figure.

Finally, under Xiao Yao’s terror, he tore off all her clothes…