She dressed again and turned toward the Hot Spring.
After taking a few steps, she sighed and stopped. That pitiful boy was nothing more than an ant being manipulated. Some people were heartless; though the White Snake was a demon, she did not have a habit of slaughtering indiscriminately. Otherwise, how would she differ from those self-important gods and Buddhas who played schemes behind the scenes?
Amid the thick fog below the cliff, the young man surnamed Xu howled miserably...
"Ah... save me..."
He flailed wildly, grabbing and clawing as vines and leaves were shredded and scattered!
Weightlessness was no fun, especially when falling from such a height, the wind chilling him to the bone. The herbs in his battered medicine basket scattered everywhere. The fog was so dense that all he could see was the cliff wall rushing upward...
"Ah..."
Suddenly, his right arm tightened! His descent gradually slowed, and he began gliding forward!
"Quiet. If you keep screaming, I'll throw you down. Don't ask why," Bai Yujun said coldly, gripping the young man surnamed Xu by the arm with one hand.
The young man immediately shut his mouth. His other hand instinctively grabbed Bai Yujun's wrist...
The corner of Bai Yujun's eye twitched as anger nearly erupted, yet she did not throw him down. In all her years, no one had ever dared grab this dragon's wrist. Forget it. It was a small matter; she would not stoop to arguing with him.
Her skirts snapped in the wind as Bai Yujun flew sideways. She glanced at him, suppressing the urge to kill, and carried the man surnamed Xu down the mountain while slowing their descent. Since she had saved him, she had to let him live.
Rescuing someone from a high-altitude fall was troublesome. As for suddenly grabbing