A vein throbbed at Su Jiu's temple. Remembering that she still needed a favor from the man before her, she nodded. "Don't worry. This Ice Silk could easily hold ten more of you."
Huang Kuo exclaimed, "It's that strong!"
Su Jiu ground her back teeth and tried to keep her voice pleasant. "Can you go now?"
It really wasn't far...
Huang Kuo froze, then nodded and took flight. Yet as he left the edge of the cliff, he still couldn't help trembling as he said, "Make sure you hold on tight."
Su Jiu said, "..."
Silver Snow finally lost all restraint and laughed until he rolled onto the ground. "The Lion Demon Tribe truly are overlords on land and cowards in the sky. Huang Kuo really inherited the essence of his father."
Watching Huang Kuo's face grow increasingly ashen, Su Jiu couldn't help asking, "His father is like this too?"
Silver Snow nodded without sparing him any dignity. "Not just his father. Most demons in his tribe are like this, yet they insist on putting on a brave front.
"Every time they fly on an object, they try their best to act natural, never realizing everyone already knows about their fear of heights.
"They're a rather endearing tribe."
Meanwhile, Huang Kuo had already flown into midair. He couldn't resist glancing toward the sheer cliff, only to feel a wave of dizziness wash over him, turning his face even more ashen.
His inadvertent wobble made not only him but even Shu Wugui tense up.
The longer Huang Kuo remained in midair, the more frightened he became, and the more frightened he became, the harder he shook.
Su Jiu watched Huang Kuo, who was already close to the opposite bank, her gaze growing solemn.
As though something had suddenly occurred to her,