"Could it really be Huang Xiao and-" At that thought, Li Chaoxun quickly shook his head. "Impossible. They've only known each other for a little over half a year. How could they have a child that old?"
But Zhangsun Youyue had just called out "Senior Brother Huang." He knew she had definitely been calling Huang Xiao; that was what she called him in private.
"Huang Xiao?" At that thought, Li Chaoxun turned again toward the Jianghu fighters locked in battle, trying to find some trace of Huang Xiao.
As he saw it, since Zhangsun Youyue had called out like that, perhaps Huang Xiao was somewhere near that crowd.
Yet he still found nothing, not a trace of Huang Xiao.
"What?" Suddenly, Li Chaoxun's eyes widened as he stared in shock at the scene before him.
He was not the only one. Pang Yi, Sword God Yi and the others saw it too.
Although the two women swiftly chased after Huang Xiao, his body had been hurled away. Almost instantly, he sailed beyond the cliff and then, without question, plummeted downward.
Neither of them managed to catch Huang Xiao in time. Yet neither paused for an instant, charging straight off the cliff after him and diving toward him below.
How strange! After watching the two women vanish from sight, Pang Yi felt somewhat puzzled.
His earlier remarks about the child being Zhangsun Youyue's had merely been meant to disgust Li Chaoxun, Bishui Palace, or the Sword Pavilion.
Of course he knew such a thing was highly unlikely.
Yet the sight of the two women trying to save that little fellow without any regard for their own lives could not help stirring some doubts in him.
He vaguely felt that the boy might truly be rather unusual, or really have some inexplicable