Marquis Wu'an of the Demon Suppression Division (1)

Cao Yang's spirit was obviously greatly stimulated, but he instantly took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

Then, his body flashed and he grabbed the neck of Deputy Commander Yuan, pressing him up!

Puchi!

Several sharp spikes instantly pierced through Deputy Commander Yuan's body, and thick blood instantly splattered.

"President…" Deputy Commander Yuan widened her eyes in disbelief.

Hua Ling and Cheng Yu'er's pupils constricted.

Cao Yang's expression was cold. "Little Yuan, there's no one else. It can only be you who leaked our whereabouts."

"I, I didn't…" Deputy Commander Yuan struggled weakly. The poison entered her body, and her face instantly darkened.

"It doesn't matter. I'm worried as long as you're alive.

"But don't worry. After falling into the Puppet People's trap, it's hard to say if we can survive. We might accompany you later."