Cupid's Gift

Liu Yun led Ya'er out of Luoyang and rode an eagle into the forest. Even if An Tianzuo personally gave the order to capture him, it was probably too late.

"Hehe, little girl, with you in my hands, I'm not afraid that bastard Zhou Wen won't come to Mount Dragon Tiger." Liu Yun glanced at Ya'er who was sitting beside him.

Ordinary children would cry from fright if they encountered such a situation. Yet, to his surprise, there was no expression on Ya'er's face. It was as though nothing had happened. She was no different from before. She sat obediently on the eagle's back. She wasn't afraid of heights either.

Is she an idiot? Liu Yun felt that there was definitely something wrong with Ya'er's brain.

How can a normal child be so calm? Not to mention a one-year-old child, even an eleven or twelve-year-old child would probably cry from fright.