Yang Fushuo was ridden away by the Little Fire Dragon...
In the literal sense of being ridden.
He was standing, and the small girl transformed from the Little Fire Dragon sat on his shoulder.
With the Dragon God Order activated, the two had already arrived at the Yang Family residence on the Spirit Miao Continent.
The Ice and Fire Fox guarding the residence looked at this pair in confusion... tilting its head.
Finally, it gave Yang Fushuo a smile.
"Good morning, Mr. Fushuo~"
Not understanding, but respecting.
Who doesn't have a few strange hobbies?
"Morning..."
Yang Fushuo replied weakly.
The Little Fire Dragon's heart was pounding; it was her first time on the Spirit Miao Continent, and everything was so novel.
Yang Fushuo, who originally had no will to live, now looked extremely disheartened.
"No, you've ridden me, but then what? How am I supposed to walk?"
