Huo Yuhao finally stuffed the piece of iron-armored earth dragon meat, crisp outside and tender within, into Long Zhantian's mouth without a flicker of expression.
The brat's bizarre remarks had thoroughly killed the mood for idle conversation around the campfire.
After the adult and two boys had eaten and drunk their fill around the fire, Huo Yuhao casually used a twig to poke aside a nearly spent log.
"Tomorrow morning, I'll take you back to the outskirts."
His tone was calm, as though he were discussing something utterly ordinary. "I'm going into the core of Fallen Dragon Canyon to get a few things. Having two burdens along would be inconvenient, so we'll part ways here."
At those words, Long Zhantian, who had been rolling around in the grass with Luo Sanpao in his arms, immediately stopped moving.
An unmistakable look of disappointment spread across his grease-smeared face, and even the little dragon beast lying by his feet drooped its head.
Long Batian froze as well.
He silently clenched the hem of his clothes. Only after a long while did he take a deep breath and force down his reluctance to part.
He was far more mature than his younger brother. Naturally, he understood that this senior had already bestowed an enormous kindness by protecting them for six days and even spending his own high-grade resources to help transform their martial souls.
"You're going into the core, Senior?"
Long Batian frowned slightly. After a brief hesitation, he still spoke up to warn him. "That place isn't easy to get into these days."
Huo Yuhao raised his eyes to look at him.
"Fallen Dragon Canyon may be huge, but our Heavenly Dragon Sect's experts have always guarded the core personally."
Long Batian explained everything honestly. "The sect has established a defensive line