"What's the matter? Are you scared just by hearing about the Flood Dragon?"
Luo Shunchen said teasingly.
Ji Ruyan gave him an annoyed glance. "I'm not a masochist, of course I'm afraid of Flood Dragons. But the Heavenly Immortal Jade Dew is something I must obtain no matter what. If we don't have it, how is Xuexue supposed to cope?"
Just thinking about Xuexue, who had been soaking in medicinal baths since she was little, and now it had been a full ten years, she remained as frail as ever.
She couldn't laugh loudly or cry loudly, and her disposition had to be kept indifferent.
How cruel that was for a child.
"I've never encountered a Flood Dragon either, but I suppose it must have a fatal weakness. When the time comes, we'll think of a plan then,"
Luo Shunchen suggested, "Before that, do you really plan to save Madam Lu?"
"Not save her?"
Ji Ruyan retorted.
