"That's Lanmei..." he said under his breath, unable to stop a wry smile from tugging at his lips.
He had almost forgotten about these two.
Baixue, the white dragon cub, had already claimed the co-pilot seat, sitting calmly like royalty.
It was clear she had no intention of moving, her snow-white scales reflecting a soft glow, as if the moonlight itself had kissed her skin.
The two cubs were the children of Aura, a dragon Wang Xiao had crossed paths with in the past.
Somehow, they had tracked him all the way here, likely drawn to the faint aura he gave off even while attempting to blend into the mortal world.
Lanmei spun playfully around Wang Mei, her black scales shimmering as she danced through the air.
Wang Mei flinched, clearly uneasy. "Why is it… circling me?" she muttered, a little overwhelmed by the lively little creature.
