054: A Stupid Young Master Need a Slapping Session!

By the time Wang Jun's wounds were healed by He Xiangu, the white lady ascended to the sky and returned to the tower where she resided.

These towers were not ordinary, however. Stood tall above the clouds; they were imperceivable by mortal's eyes. Even with his [All Seeing Eyes], Wang Jun couldn't see through.

"I believe I've told you two to log out if anything happened to me, Nü— Bai Ning." Wang Jun almost slipped. He had to call her name accordingly.

"You did, but the little dragonette seemed unwilling to leave you alone and die in vain."

"She did?"

"Yes. Though the Dragonkin might be the most stoic race, they are susceptible and compassionate creatures."

Flap, flap, flap.

As if it was cued, the little dragonette emerged from her hiding spot and flew onto Bai Ning's shoulder.

"Is she already willing to speak to you?"

"Just a little bit. She is still shy-ish."