He had only said it offhandedly — mostly because he truly did not want to cultivate Dragon Blood Flowers. It wasn't something he hadn't done before; every time he grew Dragon Blood Flowers, he ended up weakened for a year or half a year. The experience was far too excruciating.
To his surprise, Fu Qi considered it for a moment and actually nodded in agreement. "Fine then. They'll be under your charge, half-breed. If anything goes wrong, you'll answer for it!"
Yuan Wu froze, then broke into a broad grin of elation. "This lowly one will not disappoint Your Excellency's trust."
"Let's go, let's go." Over to the side, Fu Ling had already grown extremely impatient and urged them onward. Two hundred Dragon Descendants had no choice but to follow behind her, flying toward the Spirit Island where the Dragon Blood Flowers were cultivated. As they departed, quite a few of them shot envious glances at Yuan Wu, which only fed his smugness.
Suddenly, Yuan Wu's eyes narrowed, and his face twisted into a venomous glare fixed on Li Jiao.
Li Jiao happened to be looking back at that very moment. When their gazes met, the corner of Yuan Wu's mouth curled upward, revealing a ferocious grin.
Back in Half-Dragon City, Li Jiao had gotten the better of him badly — humiliating him in front of everyone and tanking his reputation. Now the tables had turned. Li Jiao was being hauled off to cultivate Dragon Blood Flowers, while he himself had landed a cushy assignment watching over five hundred mortals. Comparing the two, Yuan Wu felt utterly delighted.
So what if your bloodline is superior? So what if your cultivation is powerful? You're still being dragged off to have your blood drained.
And that mother-daughter pair had finally fallen into his hands. He was already scheming how to torture Lü Sanniang and her daughter to vent the anger in his heart.
A mother-daughter pair — he had certainly bedded his share of women before, but he had truly never encountered such a beautiful pair. This time, he would definitely find an opportunity to vent his frustration to the fullest.
He turned to glance at Lü Sanniang and her daughter, then looked provocatively at Li Jiao, chuckling with a sinister laugh. The meaning could not have been more obvious.
To his surprise, Li Jiao was completely unmoved, merely shooting him a cold, detached glance — one that even carried a hint of mockery and pity.
What did that mean? Yuan Wu's face immediately went cold. He thought about it for a long while but couldn't figure out what Li Jiao's expression was supposed to convey.
Earlier, Li Jiao had stood up for Lü Sanniang and her daughter, which clearly meant they were on good terms. So why was this fellow utterly indifferent to his provocation? Yuan Wu furrowed his brow deeply, his head full of confusion.
Li Jiao naturally had no reason to worry about Lü Sanniang and her daughter — with Yang Kai by their side, Yuan Wu had better not cross that line. If he dared provoke them, his end would likely be catastrophic.
He trusted that Yang Kai would not ignore what happened to Lü Sanniang and her daughter.
The two hundred Dragon Descendants gradually flew further away until they vanished from sight.
Fu Qi turned and shot off in a different direction without a word.
Yuan Wu could not be bothered to dwell on Li Jiao's strange reaction any longer. He hurriedly barked in a low voice, "All of you, keep up! Don't delay His Excellency Fu Qi's business!"
He was so accustomed to wielding borrowed authority that his tone was quite brash.
No one dared complain. The five hundred people rushed forward. When Lü Sanniang and her daughter flew past him, Yuan Wu sneered coldly and immediately sidled closer.
Lü Sanniang's body trembled, and her face turned a shade paler.
Li Jiao was gone, and she had lost her only protector in an instant. Yuan Wu had connections with the dragon race — if he truly decided to bully her and her daughter, she would have absolutely no power to resist. She silently resolved that even if it cost her life, she would not let her daughter fall into Yuan Wu's clutches.
Her daughter might have been the product of a dragon's carnal desires, but she was still the flesh of her own flesh, carried for ten months and brought into the world. The only thing that had kept her going all these years was Lü Yuqin — her reason to live. Without her daughter, she would have died long ago, and certainly would not have survived until today.
Clutching Lü Yuqin to her chest, Lü Sanniang shifted slightly to the side, trying to put distance between herself and Yuan Wu.
Yuan Wu would never let such an opportunity pass. He edged directly toward her, clearly intending to steal a cheap grope while he could.
Lü Sanniang's expression turned unnatural. She lowered her head, her fair face drained of color.
Yuan Wu glanced forward. Seeing that Fu Qi was flying far ahead with no attention paid to what was happening behind him, he grew bolder and reached out a hand toward Lü Sanniang's perky backside.
He had been lusting after Lü Sanniang for a long time. A beauty like her was rare even in Half-Dragon City, and the fact that she had been expelled from the Dragon Palace — having once shared an intimate relationship with a member of the dragon race — only fueled Yuan Wu's twisted sense of anticipation. Now that the chance had finally arrived, he was not about to miss it.
What he did not expect was that his hand grasped at nothing but air.
His face darkened. When he turned his head to look, he found that Lü Sanniang — who had been right beside him — had somehow slipped to the other side. Standing between him and the mother-daughter pair was a young man dressed in a fitted green outfit.
He had been so focused on his sleazy little escapade that he hadn't even noticed when this young man had appeared.
When he looked up, the young man was staring back at him with an expression of cold indifference.
This bastard did it on purpose? Yuan Wu was immediately enraged.
Because of his connections with the dragon race, his status in Half-Dragon City had always been high — whether among humans, demons, or other Dragon Descendants, even the powerful ones gave him a measure of respect.
Earlier in the city, being beaten up by Li Jiao had already left him fuming with rage. He had never expected that at a moment like this, someone else would dare ruin his plans.