From the visions the Little Golden Dragon had shown her, the Eastern Beast God was no benevolent beastman.
He was focused on battle and slaughter even when he was lucid, to say nothing of his evil thoughts.
It was a shame Su Yu couldn't clone herself. Otherwise, she could have created a duplicate to deal with both evil thoughts at once.
"Don't worry. Chelms is full of tricks; he won't die that easily," Qi Bai said gently as he draped a cloak over Su Yu's shoulders.
Su Yu hummed softly in agreement. Suddenly, the sound of flapping wings came from above her, accompanied by tender chirps.
Su Yu looked up to see Su Shiyi wobbling toward her in flight.
Su Shiyi had grown quite a bit over the past half-month. His sparse feathers had gradually thickened, and he had gone from wobbling when he walked to learning how to fly from Ren Qing.
But since he wasn't yet an adult, he still looked like a fluffy, round ball, and his flight wasn't very stable.
