C165 Yin power

"Elder Xu!" Seeing Chu Chen move his gaze to her side, Zhou Yang was shocked.

Beside Chu Chen stood a middle-aged man. With both hands behind his back, his aura was like a mountain, extremely oppressive and incomparably imposing.

"Where are your captors?" Elder Xu coldly asked, a trace of anger on his face.

"Elder, it's in the teahouse." Zhou Yang's face was perspiring profusely