Zi Yan carried Qi Feng on her shoulder and escaped Feng Qing'er's courtyard in the blink of an eye. Glancing at the two Three-star Dou Shengs of the Soul Clan relentlessly pursuing them from behind, Zi Yan ground her teeth in irritation.
If there had only been one person, she would have charged straight at him. Even if her realm was lower, Zi Yan was confident that with the physique of an Ancient Void Dragon and Eight Extremes Collapse, she could pin him down and beat him senseless.
But unfortunately, there were three of them. More importantly, Qi Feng was far too weak to be of any help. Defeating three opponents while protecting Qi Feng was nothing more than a pipe dream.
As frustrating as it was, she could only run for now.
Just as Zi Yan was thinking this, Qi Feng, whom she was carrying, suddenly spoke.
"Why did you save me?"
"Huh? What do you mean, why did I save you?"
Zi Yan grinned, not understanding what Qi Feng meant.
"I'm from the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan, while you're an Ancient Void Dragon. Why would you—"
"Who cares about that crap?!" Before Qi Feng could finish, Zi Yan impatiently cut her off. Looking at Qi Feng's stunned expression, she said, "All I know is that you're someone important to Sister Qing'er. That alone is reason enough for me to protect you!"
Zi Yan had been adopted by Su Qian since childhood. Before coming to the Central Continent, she had not even known she was an Ancient Void Dragon. She had never possessed any real notion of racial divides, and she could not care less about the enmity between the Ancient Void Dragons and the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan. What the hell did that have to do with her?