Chapter 106: The Spread of the situation (12)

Ziya watched the scene, only coming to her senses after a long while.

She lowered her voice and whispered to Bai Li in disbelief, “Father, you’re so calm… Have you already learned how to fly?”

Bai Li’s fingertips paused as he replied softly, “I learned a bit from Baining before.”

He looked around.

“What exactly is the situation now?”

Everything had happened so suddenly that he hadn’t even had time to pull back the curtains and see what was happening outside.

By the time he reacted, the carriage had been taken high into the sky, and he found the terrified Xiaomiao in his arms.

“Father… I’m afraid we won’t be able to reach the Blood Clan Border smoothly,” Ziya said, her voice filled with helplessness and worry.

“Why?”

Bai Li asked, puzzled.

Ziya took a deep breath and told him the truth.

“Right now… we are being carried through the air by Longjiu.”

After two seconds of silence, she couldn’t help but raise her hand and slap her forehead in frustration.

Her lips twitched slightly.

‘How did it turn out like this? Why hasn’t a single thing gone smoothly along the way?’

Of all times, they had to be caught red-handed by Longjiu at this critical moment.

Now, they had fallen directly into the hands of this Dragon Daughter.

There was no escape.

Thinking back to the last time he had managed to escape her with strenuous effort, and remembering Longjiu’s aggrieved and unwilling expression, Bai Li couldn’t help but feel a wave of lingering fear.

A chill ran down his spine.

Last time, she had tried every possible way to brainwash him.

Now that he had fallen into her hands again, what methods would she use?

‘Baining, oh Baining, forget about helping you this time; I can’t even save myself. Things are looking grim…’

A moment later, a strong centrifugal force hit them before slowly dissipating.

Bai Li felt as if he were riding a bumpy Flying Boat.

After some swaying, the carriage finally landed steadily.

In truth, they had considered trying to escape while flying high in the sky, but Longjiu’s strength was formidable, and her guard was extremely tight.

The risk of a reckless escape was simply too great.

Furthermore, Bai Li was holding the terrified and powerless Little Meow Maid in his arms.

If they failed, the consequences would be unthinkable.

After weighing the options, the two of them could only remain still and wait for an opportunity.

The carriage settled on the ground.

Inside, Bai Li and Ziya glanced at each other, both seeing the tension and unease in the other’s eyes.

Their palms were slightly sweaty as they sat in place, momentarily unsure of what to do.

Just then, the sound of clear footsteps came from outside the carriage.

They were steady and powerful.

The soles of boots stepped on the hard ground, producing a rhythmic and crisp sound.

*Click… click… click...*

The sound approached from a distance, neither fast nor slow, yet it felt like a heavy hammer striking their hearts one blow at a time, making the atmosphere increasingly oppressive.

The footsteps grew closer until they stopped right next to the carriage, coming to an abrupt halt just inches away.

Ziya was so nervous that her palms were covered in cold sweat.

Her heart pounded wildly, nearly jumping out of her throat.

She didn’t even dare to breathe.

A deathly silence hung inside and outside the carriage.

The silence spread, making it feel hard to breathe.

After a long while, a cold and somewhat authoritative female voice slowly rang out from outside.

“Are you still not coming out?”

“!!”

Those four simple words made Bai Li and Ziya’s hearts tighten simultaneously.

The fine hairs on their bodies stood on end.

“My dear Sister… and my Father, whom I have been longing for.”

Longjiu spoke slowly.

Her tone sounded calm, but between the lines, there was a faint hint of unquestionable majesty mixed with a long-suppressed anger.

Her aura was incredibly powerful, making one instinctively feel fear.

Even their breathing became cautious.

At this point, there was no way to hide or avoid it.

Bai Li took a deep breath, pushing down the panic and complicated feelings in his heart.

He could only helplessly raise his hand, gently push open the carriage door, and step out first.

Ziya quickly followed behind, holding the still-shivering Little Meow Maid.

Standing on the ground, Bai Li looked up at the girl in front of him.

The current Longjiu was no longer the little girl who used to follow behind him and need protection.

She was tall and upright, standing several heads taller than Bai Li.

Her figure was slender, and her Dragon Might was restrained.

In her features, there was both the charm of a young girl and the majesty of a Dragon Sovereign.

Looking at this Dragon Daughter, who filled him with both fear and a hidden sense of nostalgia and concern, Bai Li’s heart was a whirlpool of emotions.

Bitterness, helplessness, tenderness, and trepidation — all sorts of feelings intertwined, becoming complex beyond words.

“Longjiu…”

Just as he spoke and before he could finish, a figure flashed before his eyes.

Longjiu stepped forward quickly and, without a word, pulled him into a tight embrace.

Caught off guard, Bai Li was instantly enveloped in a soft and warm embrace.

The faint scent of dragon scales, unique to Longjiu, lingered at the tip of his nose.

He was held so firmly that he couldn’t move.

“Ugh…”

Longjiu gently pressed her cheek against the top of his head.

Her voice became incredibly soft, filled with deep reliance and longing.

“Father, we can talk about the past later… Let me just hold you for a while. Just a little while.”

She breathed in deeply the familiar and comforting scent on Bai Li’s body.

Her arms tightened, squeezing him into an exceptionally forceful embrace, as if she wanted to melt all the longing and unease of this recent period into this single hug.

Bai Li’s body stiffened slightly.

Feeling the genuine attachment of the person in his arms, the lingering fear and wariness in his heart unexpectedly began to soften.

He sighed softly and finally raised his hands, gently returning the embrace of the Dragon Daughter before him.

This scene was distorted and strange, yet it inadvertently exuded an unspeakable warmth.

After a long time, the two finally separated.

Longjiu was the first to pull back.

Her expression returned to its usual calm, and her tone was light, yet it carried an irresistible assertiveness.

“Bai Li, Sister Ziya, come with me.”

Her voice was plain, but that innate sense of pressure made it impossible to disobey.

Bai Li and Ziya exchanged a look, both seeing the helplessness in the other’s eyes.

They could only nod silently and follow quietly behind Longjiu.

Eventually, they stopped in front of an exquisite and elegant bedroom.

Longjiu halted and turned to look at Ziya, giving instructions in a calm tone.

“Sister Ziya, take the little cat with you and go rest in the room you used to stay in when you visited the Dragon Palace. Father and I have some private things to discuss alone.”

“Ah… alright.”

Ziya instinctively agreed.

She gave Bai Li a worried look, but ultimately didn’t dare to talk back to this Dragon Sister who was exuding such a powerful aura.

She could only hold the Little Meow Maid, nod gently, and turn to leave in silence.

Facing such a forceful and unquestionable Longjiu, she truly lacked the courage to resist, nor did she dare to make any drastic moves.

She could only leave Bai Li behind for now, stepping away first while silently pondering a countermeasure in her heart.

After Ziya left, she gently closed the bedroom door.

With a soft *click*, the door was shut tight.

Inside the spacious and comfortable bedroom, only Bai Li and Longjiu remained.

The atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

Longjiu stood where she was, staring straight at Bai Li without blinking.

Her gaze was burning, leaving him with nowhere to hide.

Bai Li felt uncomfortable under her gaze.

Even though he had once been her Father, standing before the powerful Longjiu now, he felt his momentum weaken significantly.

He couldn’t help but feel guilty in his heart.

His eyes darted away, not daring to meet Longjiu’s gaze.

His heart pounded as he stood silently in place, waiting for Longjiu to speak first.

He knew in his heart that this private conversation was destined to be anything but peaceful.

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