Flying at high speed through the air, Xia Fangran turned his head to look back. Through the dazzlingly bright, massive Cyan Lotus Bud, he saw the Frost Beauty standing silently upon it.
Her gaze was resentful as she silently watched the fleeing Xia Fangran. Frost and snow dusted her ethereal long hair and her cloak, which was formed from illusory lines, swaying in the wind with a graceful rhythm.
It truly brought to mind the line from the ancient poem: *A beauty in the north, peerless and alone.*
"NEIGH~"
Snow Night Shock materialized once more, its neigh tearing through the night sky. Xia Fangran, with Rong Taotao tucked under his arm, dropped swiftly to the ground and mounted it again.
It was hard to tell if Xia Fangran was trying to comfort Rong Taotao or if his temper had just flared up, but he deliberately taunted their pursuer, shouting, "Don't worry! His horse isn't as fast as mine!"
They were all top-tier experts; who didn't have a bit of a temper?
