Fuyou turned her side, burning paper in one hand while nervously watching Ye Hongzhuang's body. Soon, she realized staring was useless because the whip drew a lot of blood. She couldn't tell which blo... protons. These are rules established generations ago. 。But if you, Ayan, want to take care of it, this deity will naturally listen to you. If that Qiongcheng fellow himself can't refuse, then this de...