Miao Yi dismounted from his dragon steed and pulled Yan Beihong up while invoking his arts to dispel the cold Yin energy in Yan Beihong's body.
"Ugh…" Still a little groggy from having just regained consciousness, Yan Beihong slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Miao Yi looking at him with a menacing smile on his face, his eyes instantly widened in shock.
However, before he could burst out in anger, Miao Yi hurriedly laughed and explained, "It's your fault for not finding a better place to hide. My Mystic Yin Mirror can't differentiate between friend or foe. If I had tried to avoid hitting you, I would have risked letting some of them escape. I wasn't setting you up on purpose."
