Xiao Tian wailed inwardly, already envisioning his own death.
Yet none of it showed on his face, and a glimmer of hope still lingered in his eyes.
The Heaven Mending Pavilion wouldn't just stand by and let a creature like this come running out of the depths of the trial grounds, would they?
Can I hold out until they come to rescue me?
As his thoughts ran wild, a languid, indifferent voice drifted slowly into his ears.
"Stop playing. Let's go."
Li Dao slowly opened his eyes. Seeing Black Tiger watching Xiao Tian with great curiosity, his expression remained utterly unruffled.
At his words, Black Tiger shifted his gaze away from Xiao Tian.
Xiao Tian, who had already envisioned his own tragic end, involuntarily shuddered upon hearing that voice.
His eyes filled with disbelief. He looked up, just in time to see Li Dao sitting on Black Tiger's back, slowly passing beside him.
His pupils contracted slightly. He felt as though a divine mountain had descended upon his shoulders, making even his breathing hitch.
Li Dao, seated on Black Tiger's back, also noticed Xiao Tian and raised his brows. Isn't this that kid with the magnificent bump on his head?
There really is a bit of fate between us.
He paid it little mind, however. After a single glance, he continued slowly into the distance on Black Tiger's back.
As he left, he glanced toward a certain spot. Interesting, he thought, before paying it no further attention.
Only a somewhat dazed Xiao Tian remained where he stood.
Watching Li Dao's figure gradually disappear into the forest, an indescribable admiration surged from his eyes.
"It's him!"
Determined to join the Heaven Mending Pavilion, he had naturally taken notice of someone who appeared beside Xia Youyu.
He had thought little of it