บท 397: That Dumb Thing Is Dead

In a courtyard outside the East Continent Imperial City.

Wenren Ye's expression was unsightly. Black mist suffused the surroundings, and it seemed to have fused his entire body with the night.

He liked the feeling of toying with others in the palm of his hand. He liked the feeling of trampling on these people from the five countries like ants.

He liked to see the increasing despair in those people's eyes.

He had originally planned to hide the child for a period of time and watch the show first.

Thus, he dragged on for half a month. When he felt bored, he activated the formation and returned to the island.

However, he searched the entire island and could not find the child.

"That little stupid thing wouldn't have been disobedient and ran off into the sea, right?" Wenren Ye thought indifferently.

So what if that stupid little thing died? It didn't matter to him. What he wanted was that woman.