Ji Fengxiao and Ji Fenghua are still just children, and their combat experience, skills, and strength are far inferior to Shang Beiyu's.

Shang Beiyu pulled Ji Fengxiao away, and they were completely caught off guard.

Even Ji Fengxiao herself didn't know how she ended up by Shang Beiyu's side.

Ji Fenghua immediately became anxious, rushing forward like an angry little leopard to snatch Ji Fengxiao back: "Let go of Fengxiao, if you want to grab someone, grab me, otherwise when I grow up and become stronger, I will tear you to pieces!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Fengxiao became anxious and immediately grabbed Shang Beiyu's hand, pinching and scratching it, saying fiercely, "Don't listen to him! He was weaker than me from birth. I was born half a pound heavier than him. If you let me live, you'll never have a good life. I'll definitely kill you!"

"Hehe..." Shang Beiyu smiled in a very good mood, waved his hand to push Ji Fenghua away, and carried Ji Fengxiao out while singing lightly, "You two little devils, by the time you grow up, I will already be a demon god of the upper realm, and you will never be able to kill me."

"Feng Xiao!" Ji Fenghua sprang up from the ground with a somersault and charged forward again with a roar.

But before he could even get close to Shang Beiyu, he was repelled by the black demonic energy emanating from Shang Beiyu's body.

Ji Fengxiao, fearing he might anger Shang Beiyu and get hurt, quickly said, "Fenghua, don't be silly. Just stay there and wait for your parents, brothers, and sisters to come and rescue you. I'm fine. My parents, elder brother, and sister will definitely avenge me!"

Before Ji Fengxiao could finish speaking, Shang Beiyu had already led him out of the cell.

Ji Fenghua was also driven back by the five or six demonic cultivators at the door.

Ji Fengxiao saw only cries and heavy "thump thump" sounds of being beaten behind him.

Shang Beiyu still seemed to be in a good mood, holding Ji Fengxiao by the back of his collar as if strolling leisurely: "How ridiculous, you are just a bunch of mortals. Your sister is a fairy in the Nine Heavens. When she returns to the Nine Heavens, why would she be sad for you ants?"

Knowing that he could not escape death, Ji Fengxiao was no longer afraid.

His phoenix eyes, almost identical to the little bandit's, darted around as he analyzed Shang Beiyu's words, gleaning a conclusion. He sneered, "Hmph, you like my sister, don't you? Well, I think you're delusional. You don't understand my sister at all. Not only are you not even a fraction as good as my brother-in-law, but even without him, just the fact that you hit my mother and killed me makes you and my sister enemies. Forget about returning to the heavens, even if you go to the eighteenth level of hell, my sister will avenge us. You think she'll forgive you? Dream on!"

"Little thing, what do you know? In the face of absolute benefits and overwhelming power, worldly ties are insignificant," Shang Beiyu said, glancing down at the little cub in his hand, though his heart wavered.

“That’s you, not my sister! I’m too lazy to waste my breath on you. Someone like you is full of tricks. It would be better if I died, so that my sister can be reminded that she must not fall for your tricks. If you want to harm her, don’t even think about it.” Ji Fengxiao’s words were sharp and her tone was very firm.

Shang Beiyu paused slightly.

Think back to the first time he met Xiao Jiao'er. Even though she knew he was the infamous Third Prince, she still helped him.

Knowing that he was in dire straits, they would send him money and food from time to time.

She treats even a stranger with such kindness, which suggests she values ​​her family highly.