"Senior sister Zhang!" The brown-haired woman called out for the red-haired woman in worry. Her eyes were filled with fear and wariness.
'I need to inform someone from the sect!' She reached out to pull a communication talisman from her storage ring, but she found herself unable to move, let alone channel her qi.
"I… I will say it again, I don't care about any Emperor!" The woman raised her lowered head, looking at Noah in the eyes.
*Boom!*
She flared her cultivation to break out of her fear for Noah. Her actions surprised Noah a little. 'To think she could overcome the innate presence of a true dragon just with her will. Even though I was restraining it to the minimum.'
But her next actions annoyed Noah. She raised the whip in her hand and slashed it down at Ruo'er.
