Quickly, they sensed a ferocious momentum approaching them. Almost simultaneously, Luo Qianqian, along with Yan and Mo, went into defensive mode, not noticing the trace of admiration in Madam Sue's eyes.
"The speed is fast and the momentum is strong. It must be the king among the flying spirit beasts. Such aura is not easy to mimic." Yan's face turned somewhat solemn.
Mo indifferently took out a small jade bottle, curled his lips into a disdainful sneer, "Whether king or emperor, kill one as one comes; annihilate a pair as a pair comes!"
Luo Qianqian narrowed her eyes slightly, licked her lips—a graceful action—and took out a small bow, ready to act at once.
Yet Madam Sue appeared gracefully, without any trace on the ground proving she came from He Wenyu's side; there was no evidence, except for what they saw with their own eyes.
"Ours, don't worry." After stopping Luo Qianqian, she looked up towards the sky, eyes full of pride: "Looks like they are doing well, huh?"
