When Dragon Ball and Bai Suqing met amid the golden wind and jade dew, there should have been endless sorrow and countless words to express, but in the end they remained silent, turning it into a hug that said more than words ever could.
Caressing Dragon Ball's scarred yet handsome face, Bai Suqing's tears threatened to flood the underground palace.
Apart from the tender gaze of his beloved, as gentle as flowing water, Dragon Ball also received another glance——a gaze that could set the underground palace ablaze!
If Liu Zhenhuan's current gaze could be converted into a prison sentence, and prefaced with a time limit, without a doubt, it would be ten thousand years!
"Although it's summer, don't catch a cold," Liu Zhenhuan wanted to muster a cold smile, but his muscles and skin had completely stiffened, rendering him speechless.
Fortunately, his mental power was not affected by the "acupoint attack", otherwise, he would have truly become indistinguishable from a marble statue.
