The man standing in front of Lin Shiyan was naturally Wang Dadong.
This silhouette seemed to stir something inside Lin Shiyan.
Time and again, whenever she faced danger, it was this very silhouette standing before her, protecting her.
The master of this silhouette had once deeply disturbed her heart.
Lion's Roar was indeed a fine steed, running with incredible speed, leaping several meters high.
With a weight of over a thousand pounds and iron shoes on its hooves, this stomp would not only harm Lin Shiyan but could seriously injure even a Peak of Mortal Realm internal energy master.
"Wang Dadong, you, get out of the way quickly!" Lin Shiyan suddenly realized it wasn't the masked man standing before her, but Wang Dadong!
If it were the masked man, he would surely stop this wild horse easily, but this was Wang Dadong.
Wang Dadong was just an ordinary person; if he got stomped, the consequences would hardly be better than hers.
