Du Yu squeezed his legs lightly against the deer's flank, and Bai Yujing understood instantly, darting toward the woods.
Hongye also chased after the spot where the Desolate Silver Lynx landed, but compared to Du Yu, she was much more obstructed.
The falling Twin Desolate Lynx from high up didn't care about its own safety at all, desperately doing everything to delay Hongye's steps.
By the time Hongye shook off the entanglement and arrived at the forest's edge, the real body of the Desolate Silver Lynx had already vanished.
"Ngh!" Hongye hefted her bamboo stick, letting out a bear-ish whimper.
Du Yu obviously couldn't understand Bear Speak, but the Bai Yujing beneath him seemed to space out a little.
He asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Bai Yujing gracefully landed on a giant tree, snow hooves treading on the leaves, half floating, half stepping: "Hongye is taunting them."
Du Yu: "What did she say?"
