Bu Fang stood rooted to the spot, looking a little dumbstruck.
He looked at the horde of women riding dragons storming out of the city gate.
These women were riding jade-green dragons. With bows in their hands, they were responsible for the rain of arrows that were plunging towards him.
So many arrows had been shot at once. From afar, it looked as though a large sheet had covered the sun.
The scene was very terrifying.
"A man! Capture that man!"
Even though Bu Fang was standing far away, he could still hear the words a woman had bellowed. It seemed she was the one leading them.
This frightened Bu Fang.
He understood the woman's intent, and this made his scalp go numb.
What did these dragon-riding women want to do?
Bu Fang sucked in a breath of cold air. However, he didn't run away.
Running away wasn't his style.
Moreover, he had no need to run.
