章節 107: Old Eighth, The Rascal!

Lu Zhou waved at Bi An.

The ferocious and terrifying Bi An instantly became extremely docile. It retracted its fangs and lowered its body.

Lu Zhou leaped onto Bi An's back easily. "Yuan'er."

"Coming." Little Yuan'er thought that she would not be allowed on the mount. She hastily leaped on Bi An as well.

At this moment, Mingshi Yin remembered the legendary mount, Whitzard. He said tentatively, "Master… what about us?"

"Bring him with you and fly on your own," Lu Zhou said indifferently as he pointed at Ding Fanqiu.

"…" 

While Mingshi Yin was still stunned by his master's answer, Lu Zhou ordered Bi An to leave, and Bi An leaped into the air. It did not take long before they disappeared into the horizons like a gust of wind. He was a beat too late as he bowed and replied, "Yes, master. I'll fly with all my…"

Duanmu Sheng shook his head and said, "Don't look at me… I'm flying on my own as well."