When people struggling for their lives in a flood suddenly saw an arm reaching toward them, they would use both hands and feet, exerting every ounce of strength to clutch it tightly to their chests.
In the end, it was entirely possible that both the person in the water and the one who had reached out an arm would sink together.
To the fat Gongshu Yuan, Princess Qian Du of the Peacock Dynasty was the one who had willingly extended an arm toward him.
The fat man had no idea what the relationship between Li Mu Yang and Qian Du was like. Even when the Imperial Advisor of the Peacock Dynasty, Ying Wuyu, had personally crushed the cultivators who wanted to slay the dragon, he had still worried that the old man meant to slay the dragon alone for his own sake.
How could the fame gained by a group of people slaying a dragon compare with the fame gained by one person doing it alone?
At first, he had even hoped that Ying Wuyu would raise the Bone Scepter again and summon another giant bird, then wipe out the entire Kirin Army Song Lang had brought. Unfortunately, the old man had no intention of doing so.
Now that Princess Qian Du had personally led a great army here, he felt that he and Li Mu Yang had gained another layer of protection.
As long as Princess Qian Du was willing to act, they could be saved. Beneath the heavens, the only person who could truly unravel the crisis Li Mu Yang faced at that very moment was probably this woman with a white feather stuck in her hair and a ghost mask covering her face.
Thus, the fat man immediately clung to this straw and refused to let go,