Father, Save Me!

Jiang You smiled, a trace of mockery in her eyes.

They coveted Huai Shan Farm, so they sent people to seize it.

They took a fancy to Yan Chi, so Yan Chi became their property.

And she herself had been branded a thief who had stolen the treasures of White Dragon Base without even knowing it.

That treasure did not even know that she belonged to White Dragon Base.

The affairs of this world were truly laughable.

Sometimes, as long as one possessed power, one possessed the right to speak.

On the two sides of the scales, whichever side White Dragon stood on was justice.

Listening to Jiang You's words,

Long Luo felt a surge of inexplicable anger. She loudly retorted,

"Why?! Sansheng is mine! Mine!

Why can they take him away just because they want him?!"

"No one, absolutely no one, can take Sansheng away!"

She bit her lip, and a sickly flush appeared on her pale face.

Sansheng walked over, and his cold mechanical voice rang out.

"Hello, Long Luo. Your current heart rate has risen. This is detrimental to your health. Please calm down."

Long Luo asked anxiously, "Sansheng, Sansheng, you won't leave me, will you?!"

Sansheng gazed at Long Luo as various streams of data rapidly scrolled across his screen.

Then he answered mechanically,

"Hello, Long Luo. Sansheng's core directive is to accompany and protect Long Luo until the grave."

Long Luo abruptly raised her head. "Jiang You, you never come to see me without a reason.

Since you came, you must have a plan.

Tell me, what should I do?

Or rather, what do you want me to do?"

Jiang You smiled faintly and grasped Long Luo's slender hand.

"Become a blade—not only for me, but for you and Sansheng as well!"

"I need Sansheng