Soon, Qu Tan'er touched a small paper packet that Mo Liancheng had given to her earlier.
She lightly patted her steed and flew toward Rong'an City!
"Not good! That woman is coming!" The people on the city wall cried out in panic and alarm.
The next moment, each one of them notched an arrow, aiming at Qu Tan'er.
Qu Tan'er faintly curled her lips, not out of arrogance, but because things like these could no longer harm her. Not continuing forward, she instead soared into the sky at an angle, checking the direction of the wind, slightly opened the paper packet in her hand, and the white powder drifted with the wind toward Rong'an City...
"Demoness! Come and meet your doom!" Suddenly, a somewhat youthful shout came through. Inside Rong'an City, a little boy wielding a longsword rode on the back of a Winged Dragon, charging at Qu Tan'er.
Qu Tan'er was slightly stunned.
Ten years old, if not younger?!
The boy's angry yet clear eyes distracted her for a moment.
