Spotting that Ye Wansheng had been dragged away, Yang Ling thought that her opportunity to escape had presented itself. Using the last of her Soul Power, she added a wind barrier effect to herself, intending to leap to the higher ground and escape.
However, Yang Ling was perhaps too naive. Ye Qingzi might not allow her own brother to engage in acts that would humiliate women, but that didn't mean she would let her enemies go easily.
Just as Yang Ling took flight, roots immediately sprang up from beneath her feet, rapidly entrapping her legs. She found herself being dragged directly to Qingzi and her group, much like Ye Wansheng had been.
"Having a younger sister is so troublesome. Otherwise, with us four men… and these two women…" Ye Wansheng grumbled, rubbing his rear end as he stood up. He was about to continue complaining but instantly shut his mouth when he felt roots sprout beneath his feet again.