Once a grandmaster of the Fierce Realm, he was now caught and forced to run in the wind like a wild grass swaying erratically.
Every time he opened his mouth to explain, the wind would fill it, turning his words into "wa wa oh oh oh ah ah ah" - indistinct cries of distress.
He wouldn't have minded visiting the lifesaver Tang Luo on Fuyun Mountain in the past, but now, with an annoying junior brother there, Fuyun Temple had become forbidden ground for Chaochang.
To go now would be sending me to my death.
Tang Luo struggled to break free, but caught a glimpse of Yun Xiu gripping his hand tightly. Her long hair fluttered in the wind with an inexplicably pleasant fragrance, which made him forget for a moment where he was.
"Is this... just holding hands?"
