The Culprit

"Master Ou, as long as you work with us whole-heartedly, you won't suffer any loss." Feng Yiyuan raised his eyebrows and spoke arrogantly.

He was not a shallow person and could be considered cunning. If that was not the case, he could not have fooled Peng Huachi and Nian Xinran so easily, causing them to be severely injured during the fight against the spirit beast.

Nonetheless, the one that dealt with Ou Yangming was a sir from his sect in the upper realm.

The sir was a potent figure, whereas Feng Yiyuan was an insignificant little ant as compared to him.

No matter what, Feng Yiyuan must not ruin the sir's reputation at all. Even if he knew Ou Yangming's spirit beasts could kill him at any time, he must act like this to suppress the young fellow.

Ou Yangming twitched his mouth. He wanted to hold his belly and laugh out loud, but he became unbothered after having experienced so much lately.