"I am not afraid. I just feel a bit sorry for you. You still have to stay here for one year and ten months. Shiyuan, will you have nightmares at night?"
In this place, strength was everything.
Without strength, one would be bullied and trampled on.
No one would offer help, because here, people believed that only through this could one improve their own strength.
Everything else was empty talk.
"My mental fortitude is not that weak."
Although he was not used to it, it was not to the point of fearing anything.
After all, his strength was there.
It could be said that here, there were not many people who were his match.
Until someone blocked their path.
Ning Rongrong held a black leather whip in her hand, followed by a group of underlings, stopping Bai He and Ye Shiyuan.
"You left me there just now and followed him instead? I have never seen this person before. Is he new?"
"There are so many people in the Spirit Pagoda. How could you possibly know everyone?"
