Sunset Town.
A piercing dragon's roar rang through heaven and earth.
Ren Ye and the others looked toward the sound and saw a flock of Greenwood Birds flying in from the southeastern sky, their backs packed with Supernatural Ability Users.
"Whew-!"
Only at this sight did Ai Fei, her Divine Sense utterly exhausted, let out a long breath. She shook her head slightly. "I was clearly an unhurried person, someone who wouldn't flinch if the sky collapsed before me... yet following him has turned me into an impatient fool who can't hide a thing."
Boom!
An overwhelmingly fierce surge of energy simply smashed through the light of Mystical Abilities on the battlefield.
The handsome Dragon Head, dressed in snowy white, merely raised both hands slightly and summoned countless fine golden threads that instantly swept through the surroundings.
Pfft, pfft...!
The threads were sharp as blades, leaving blood everywhere they passed.
Right behind them, the flock of Greenwood Birds swooped down. Experts of the Thousand-Mile Green Battalion leaped from their backs, radiant with divine light, and followed the Dragon Head into battle.
"Yao Chi of the Thousand-Mile Green Battalion's Eight Transmitters has come to lend Little Prince Huai a hand!" The handsome, unconventional young man flew forward with a folding fan in hand, shouting the flashy line he had prepared beforehand.
The instant he said it, he realized something was wrong and reluctantly added, "Uh... and to lend the Second Prince a hand, too."
Hearing this, Fox Mei Zi curled her lips in mockery. "Didn't you say you wouldn't kneel to imperial power?"
"Hah! Was I kneeling to imperial power? I was kneeling out of a scholar's courtesy! What the hell do you know?"
Even as Yao Chi argued, he had already charged into the enemy ranks. His folding fan spread