Fight Back

Feng Ye fiddled with the fire. The leader of the devilry cultivators hadn't ordered him to be captured, therefore, the other devilry cultivators didn't do anything. He was just a child, no one took any notice of him. 

Feng Ye sat by the fire and stirred the flames with a stick in his hand. The more he stirred, the bigger the fire became, and the fierce it got. It was just that they were roasting the game at this point, so they hadn't put the people over the fire yet. 

"Just wait, it will be your turn as soon as the game is cooked." One of the devilry cultivators said indifferently. He took a knife and stabbed the game above the fire and some blood flowed into the fire and made a hissing sound. 

The expressions of the mercenaries who were bound together in a pile changed suddenly in an instant, because they felt a pair of small hands moving quietly among them…