High above Hulao Mountain, Fu Li stood steadily atop Dvalin’s head, scanning the terrain according to the game to locate Mountain Shaper’s lair.
Initially, she had really wanted to wash her hands of the whole mess, but Brother Long and Hutao had their faces plastered all over the wanted posters for real; she couldn't just leave them to their fate.
The giant sea slug beneath her feet was radiating an equal amount of grievance. Having dragged itself out of a deep sleep after hearing Venti’s cries for help, Dvalin had arrived only to find himself treated like a beast of burden—and told it was for a righteous cause, at that. If there hadn't been other people around, he probably would have gone all-out with his breath weapon against that wretched Venti.
Chapter 129