Lin Shiwei grabbed Du Yu's arm and lifted him onto the deer's back, "Hold on tighter next time."
Du Yu: "..."
Lin Shiwei: "Don't get thrown off again."
Du Yu grabbed the corner of Lin Shiwei's clothes and whispered, "Oh."
Lin Shiwei, slightly displeased, thought to herself, and immediately Bai Lu tilted to the left.
Du Yu instinctively wrapped his arm around the girl's waist, just barely managing to sit steady.
The girl said nothing, her legs tightened around the deer's belly, and the Dust Spirit Deer's speed suddenly increased.
Du Yu: "..."
He still preferred the everyday version of his third sister, at least she would be a bit gentler.
In combat mode, she seemed a bit too overbearing.
Thinking silently, Du Yu lowered his head and carefully studied the dagger.
The steel dagger was 25 or 26 cm long in total, with a bright blade edge, reflecting a gleam under the sun.
