Gradually, cold sweat seeped from the young girl's forehead, and her complexion was as pale as a sheet of white paper.
Yet these people were only reveling in the pleasure of torture…
Above the valley outside of Feng City, a figure in red fluttered with the wind. Feng Jingtian halted his steps and slowly turned to look in the direction of Feng City...
It felt as if his heart was being viciously seized, the pain suffocating him.
"She's in trouble? No! Impossible, that man clearly promised me he would not lay a hand on her. Although I despise his character, he wouldn't go back on his word..."
However, the anxiety in his heart was so intense that Feng Jingtian furrowed his brows, casting aside all caution as he dashed toward the direction from which he came.
He had placed a Seal within that woman's body, and that Seal contained his emotions, which was why he could sense the unease in his heart.
Compared to that man, he trusted his own Seal more...
