The mountain asked Li Yu, "Can you help them?"
Li Yu replied, "I have no kinship with them. Why should I save them? Don't forget they tried to attack me. I can't be the Good Samaritan."
"Can't you help them for my sake?"
Li Yu looked at Shan contemptuously and said, "For your sake? Who do you think you are? Don't overestimate yourself. If it weren't for your Chinese blood, I wouldn't have saved you either."
Hearing Li Yu's words, Shan couldn't help but laugh. She was very serious.
Seeing the looming black pressure ahead, Li Qian asked puzzledly, "Dad, what is that?"
Li Yu glanced at those seemingly extinct winged dragons, which didn't seem to be coming. At this moment, Li Yu, holding both Li Qian and Shan, found it inconvenient, hence the thought of using the sword emerged and gradually grew in her mind. Li Yu, Li Qian, and Shan all fell onto the Flying Sword.
