"Island Master Mei, rest assured. If we are truly comparing cultivation and strength, Su knows he is no match for the East Sea Sword Saint."
"But since Su dared to speak up, I naturally have my own methods. At the very least, I would not joke around with my own life, would I?"
Facing Mei Yingxue's questioning gaze, Su Shi'er spoke with a calm, earnest expression.
It was not that he was truly so selfless. The demonic dragon had come with overwhelming force; fleeing blindly would not solve the problem.
Even if the East Sea Sword Saint were willing to sacrifice himself and burn his Nascent Soul to buy time, Su Shi'er believed it would still be futile.
The crisis he faced now was not limited to this demonic dragon before him.
Bai Rufeng of the Mist Concealment Sect had yet to show himself again, and no one knew where he was. But Su Shi'er had no doubt that the other party was lurking in the shadows.
The moment he was left alone, Bai Rufeng would surely strike with thunderous methods.
In such a situation, rather than let the East Sea Sword Saint sacrifice himself, it was better for him to stay behind.
Besides, he was not without other means of preserving his life.
If he muddied the waters, perhaps he could use this chance to force Bai Rufeng out. With every danger exposed in the open, there might still be a sliver of hope.
In the span of a spark flashing off flint, Su Shi'er had already weighed the pros and cons.
"This..."
Mei Yingxue looked at Su Shi'er, wanting to say more.
But before the words could leave her lips, Su Shi'er interrupted her.
"No time to lose! You two seniors, leave at once. I will hold the