A dragon?
While the burly man and the old man who seemed to be the Land God were each startled by the thought, Stoneborn had already cried out instinctively.
"Oh no, they caught up! Mmph."
The moment those words left his mouth, both men turned to look at Stoneborn. He clapped a hand over his mouth and glanced guiltily at Hui Mian.
"They're here to trouble you?"
The man merely looked rough-hewn; he was hardly slow on the uptake. Seeing the immortal child's reaction, he could naturally guess a thing or two.
Hui Mian looked thoroughly annoyed, but with things having come to this, they could only run.
"My lord, Land God, we have to run! Stoneborn, get on the Wind-Fire Wheels."
"Yes!"
Stoneborn was just about to rise when the man seized him. His heart jolted, and he stared at the man in fright.
Hui Mian reacted even faster. In a flash of gray, Hui Mian darted onto the man's wrist, shouting while opening wide to bite.
"Stoneborn, run-"
Those sharp teeth, which had never failed before, now seemed to bite into thick rubber. They sank in without any feeling of cutting flesh.
"Ow, that really hurts!"
The man cried out in pain but still did not let go. Knowing the boy and marten had misunderstood, he hurriedly explained.
"The dragon cries aren't approaching very fast, which means Dragonkind isn't certain of your location. But running out now would be as good as courting death. Hide beneath the Peak Spirit Herb. I'll deal with them!"
"But how do we hide?"
The old man beside them immediately reached out to take Stoneborn's hand, then picked up Hui Mian, who had stopped biting.
"Don't resist with your magic. Come with me!"
As his words fell, Stoneborn and Hui Mian followed the