âHAHAHAHA!!!â
Bai Yanâs sudden laughter bordered on the line of madness, just that this time she didnât shed any tears compared to her last.
âSo thatâs how it is⦠so thatâs the reason he wants to kill me and my son?â
In that case then the scenes I saw in my mind arenât worth mentioning anymore.
Di Cang is obviously not the one from that time so of course his feelings arenât the same eitherâ¦.
âKill!â Dropping only this order, the group of assailants rushed their target without anymore wasted words. They are puppets and puppets need not speak less they are purposefully ordered to.
Once again, the scent of battle now blankets this mountain cliff.
âXiao Ying (tigress), you take care of Little master, I will go help Mistress.â Little Rice roared and enlarged his body into a massive structure, giving him ample body weight to slam into the nearest attacker.
âNo, NO!â
For Dragony who has been forgotten during most of this fighting, the poor girl could only hide herself to one side with horror as the fight unfolded for the second time.
The little missy wanted so dearly to help. Then when a blade was about to run through Bai Yanâs heart from behind, thatâs when the dragon girl finally lost it and went blank in the head. Transforming into her beastial form, Dragony made a hard dash over to the one she wishes to protect and rips the sword bearing assailant a new one across the shoulder.
âWhoo-ooh, you bad people arenât allowed to harm the Queen!â
The pain shouldâve been excruciating, more than enough to stop any foe. Sadly, the attacker didnât even flinch upon losing an arm and continued with the strike at Bai Yanâs heart.
â¦â¦
All of a sudden, a rumbling sound cuts down from the sky during the critical moment, letting the thunder strike at the puppets from all direction.
âNothing but puppets, begone!â
The voice may be soft and mellow, yet it was more damaging than even the lightning strikes from above because the puppets were instantly annihilated by the shockwave and vaporized from existence.
âChu Yi Feng?â Upon realizing what has happened in mere seconds, Bai Yanâs first instinct was to look up at the dark gloomy clouds that now covered the sky.
White robed, magnificent and surreal like a painting, this familiar figure shouldâve brought warmth and security to the woman down below. Howeverâ¦.
âYou are not Chu Yi Feng, who are you?â
The man in the air may be extremely similar to Chu Yi Feng â mostly the face and stature â but the air around the man was far too different. The former had a warm and kind air while the latter thatâs present had a cool and untouchable presence.
But more than anything elseâ¦.
Chu Yi Feng had dark black hair while the man up top had pristinely white hair of silvery color.
âGod.â
Note: I couldâve used the Chinese Pinyin for the dudeâs name instead but it wouldâve wreck the point of his name. Pretty dead give away on what the author has plan for the dude.
âWhat?â
âMy name is Chu Yi God, you can call God is fine.â The anger from the manâs face retracts quite a bit upon facing Bai Yanâs gaze.
Despite this fact, Little Rice didnât let down his guard. The baby tiger in his new and much bigger form now stands ready beside his mistressâs side for any signs of danger from the new foe. To be fair, Chu Yi God didnât do anything that should warrant such distrust from their group, just that the tiger has an aching feeling the manâs up to no goodâ¦.
Bai Yan didnât care much about her saviorâs name, nor about the fact that he looked so much like the other person because she only has her son in mind. Seconds after the introduction, she returns her gaze and turned around to ask: âWhereâs Xiachen?â
âMis⦠Mistressâ¦â Huang Xiao Ying shakily offers up her hand, âHis Highness is here.â
Taken aback by the gesture from the girl, Bai Yan stares wide eyed at the tigressâs hand. She could see a silvery little fox currently asleep on there!