When Pei Hengyu knew Little White Dragon said he could not command it, he really could not command it. Then, for this Formation Master to faint at Yuwen Junan's feet meant someone was deliberately putting on a show. It was just that in this play, what role was Yuwen Junan playing after all?
The sunset glow fell upon Yuwen Junan's slender figure, dragging out a long shadow. That matchless, gorgeous face revealed urgency. Pei Hengyu asked, "Are you certain you want to bring this person back?"
"Certain!"
Yuwen Junan did not notice the profound meaning in Pei Hengyu's eyes.
According to the message delivered last night, the Wu Tribe youths should have followed the uncle to Tong City to procure grain.
Yet this Wu Tribe teenager not only failed to go to Tong City, but was also beaten into such a sorry state. Did some unforeseen change happen in the middle, or did the uncle make other arrangements?
After Yuegui left, he had not returned. Yuwen Junan had to leave a living captive to figure out what on earth had happened.
"My lord, I... I want to save him."
"My lord..." Yuwen Junan's unfinished words were interrupted by a stern shout. Before Pei Hengyu could speak, he saw An Qiao dangling a human head as he ran between the two of them.
Like someone presenting a treasured artifact, An Qiao thrust the head forward toward Pei Hengyu and clamored, "Those people are utterly despicable! They used tricks; once they entered the alley, they scattered and ran in different directions. I was al…
Chapter 31