At the front of the group stood Princess Guantao.
In her arms she held a black cat.
Her expression was arrogant, proud, and full of self satisfaction.
Most importantly, her gaze was fixed on Ye Shiyuan.
"You really are lucky. Time and time again, you somehow manage to come back alive."
Surely she did not actually believe that these people were capable of capturing Ye Shiyuan.
The black cat in her arms let out a harsh, tearing cry.
At once, everyone inside the study and throughout the courtyard seemed to fall under some kind of control.
Without exception, they all charged toward Ye Shiyuan.
Their eyes became completely hollow.
There was no emotion left in them at all.
After moving Bai He safely to one side, Ye Shiyuan rushed out alone.
Their target was only him.
None of them made any attempt to attack Bai He.
"Hiss..."
At that moment, Ye Xingyun finally regained consciousness.
"Fairy little sister, what's happening outside? Why is it so noisy?"
