If you're not in a hurry, why not stay for a simple meal before you leave?
Stay for a simple meal before leaving?
A simple meal?
Zi Yan almost instinctively ignored every other word.
Without even thinking, she blurted out, "Sure!"
Behind her, the female Half-Saint from the Void Ancient Dragon Clan helplessly rubbed her forehead. She wanted to remind Zi Yan that handling business was more important, yet she did not dare overstep her bounds. After all, Zi Yan was the one she was assigned to protect. In other words, since the Young Clan Leader had already spoken, wouldn't it be like slapping her in the face if a mere guard objected?
So...
"North Dragon King, don't blame me..."
"It's not that I don't want to help you..."
"It's just that I don't have a chance to get away..."
The female Half-Saint silently found herself an excuse. Without caring what the North Dragon King thought, or whether he could even hear her excuse, she simply followed behind Zi Yan.
So...
Love could be transferred, right...
Several regions away.
Above the Yun Lan Sect near the Gama Empire.
The North Dragon King's face was dark.
He glanced at the time, opened his mouth.
He seemed to want to curse.
But after considering that female Half-Saint's identity, although he dearly wanted to accuse that unreliable comrade of fleeing before battle, he silently dismissed the thought for Zi Yan's sake.
The corner of his eye twitched slightly.
After all, a Half-Saint was no longer cannon fodder.
They could completely determine the outcome of a local battle.
Missing one Half-Saint would leave a gap.
If the enemy's instincts were sharp enough, they could seize that gap and tear open his battle line. After all, he was not facing a pack of nameless nobodies,