The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade.calculated everything.As a result, Jun Xiaoyao had long since seen through everything.This is utterly disheartening!However, after a moment, Chu Feifan suddenly let out a hearty laugh."Well... Young M...