Half an hour later, everyone watched Meng Jingxian limp back, his face bruised and swollen, and they had to hold in their laughter so hard they nearly coughed up blood.
Beside Meng Jingxian, Azure Dragon stood tall and distinguished. Not even a speck of dust stained his Akatsuki Robe, and he remained as carefree as ever, carrying an air of calm composure.
Meng Jingxian regretted it to death. If he had offended anyone else, escaping would have been relatively easy. Although Bu Lianshi's Absolute Perception could detect his movements after he turned invisible, it was difficult for her to keep up with his speed. As for the others, they would have struggled even to find his trace. Escaping would have been far too easy for him.
But facing Azure Dragon, Meng Jingxian truly wanted to cry without tears! Not only was he locked down by those eyes, he could not even outrun Azure Dragon. Coupled with those endlessly emerging methods, all he could do was take the beating!
"It's fine. They're all superficial wounds. A few days of rest and he'll be fine!" Southern Dipper said with a couple of dry coughs, suppressing his laughter.
He could have used light-attributed spiritual energy to heal Meng Jingxian immediately, but with Azure Dragon standing beside him, he had no desire to provoke his displeasure. He could only let Meng Jingxian stand there in such a miserable state.
"You've really become a mascot this time!" Qin Lang laughed without restraint.
Faced with everyone's teasing, Meng Jingxian truly felt like dying.
A gentle breeze swept past, carrying the deathly gray mist unique to Jinglan Ancient Lake. Yet everyone found the scene incomparably warm—not because of the surroundings, but because of the people.
After the laughter subsided, everyone's gaze fell on Azure Dragon as they