Let Go

On the tree, not far away, Luo Yu, who was watching the scene, had killing intent in his eyes. He resisted the urge to strike and just watched. At this time, he heard Wanyan Qianhua's voice behind him. 

"What's the hurry? Keep watching! The kid's not soft." Wanyan Qianhua said, her chin rested on her hand as she watched the scene unfold in the courtyard. Her beautiful eyes flickered slightly as thoughts ran through her mind. She looked at Hao'er with some appreciation. 

Of course Luo Yu was worried, that was Hao'er. Neither Hell's Lord nor his Master had ever hit him. If those two men were to hit him, how could he go back to face his Master?

However, the next moment, his anxious and worried expression was replaced by astonishment…

Hao'er gritted his teeth and stared angrily at the man who was about to whip him. The anger inside him had reached his limit, and in the next moment, the spirit energy that was hidden in his body surged up.