The boy's expression shifted rapidly, from confusion to exasperation, before he was enveloped in light again.
When the glow faded, the massive red dragon reappeared.
It then lowering its wide palm.
"Alright, hop on! I'll take you to Ignatius's estate."
"Uh, I..."
"What's wrong?"
"I can't lift him..."
"Oh, right. I got it! Hang on."
The red dragon carefully used the tips of its claws to lift Ignatius's limp body and placing him gently on its broad palm.
Then it gestured for Shen Xinghui to climb aboard as well.
Shen Xinghui climbed onto the dragon's broad palm and carefully placing Ignatius's head on his lap.
The dragon's other hand came down like a lid, covering them protectively.
It made Shen Xinghui feel like a bug that was caught by a child.
"Alrighty, let's go!"
With a lively shout, the dragon launched itself into the air.