Dance Of The Dragons

"Oh, I... I asked them to return to the Heavenly Realm to get some help," Zhang Mingrui confessed, his voice barely a whisper.

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Xie Junjie’s jaw dropped open in disbelief. He couldn’t fathom his brother’s recklessness. "But then everyone will know that we went down to the Human Realm!" he exclaimed, his voice rising in panic.

As if sensing the rising tension, a sharp pain shot through Xie Junjie’s knee, a stark reminder of their current predicament. The little dragon crumpled to the ground, tears welling up in his eyes. "Ow! Ow! My knee, my knee!!!" he cried out, clutching at his injured limb.

Qiao Wei crouched beside him, his warm smile replaced by a concerned frown. "Don’t move," he said gently, gently guiding Xie Junjie closer. "Let me take a look at it."

Still terrified by his recent encounter with the first two human beings, Xie Junjie resolutely resisted Qiao Wei’s advances.

"No, no! No need! It’s just a small wound!"

"It’s alright, don’t worry, I can heal you just fine."

And yet, before he could begin tending to the wound, a chilling sensation crept up his neck. The cold tip of a spear pressed firmly against his skin, sending shivers down his spine. A deep, menacing voice echoed through the clearing. "Release the child or pay with your life."

Qiao Wei froze on the spot.

The two little boys in front of him looked up at the owner of the spear behind him and cried out, "Daddy!"

Qiao Wei let out a sigh of relief.