“AHHHH!” Zi Xin’s shrill cry of misery resounded from beneath the gauze that covered her face, and the sharp pain that came from her right shoulder almost knocked her unconscious.

Is he a demon? Zi Xin truly felt terrified at this moment.

Yang Ye moved closer to Zi Xin and said, “If that little girl suffers even the slightest harm, then I’ll tear off all your limbs. Do you want to bet whether I’d dare to do that?”

How could she possibly dare to make such a bet ...