"Who are you?"
"Who are you?"
Four eyes met, speaking in unison.
Looking at the child opposite him with his hair tied in a sky-high braid, bare little feet, and wearing a bright red bellyband, Qi Xiu slowly put away the thunder talismans he had been holding in his palm.
Such strong life force.
What is the background of this child?
In Dragon Prison, a place that should spell death, an actual living being had surprisingly appeared.
This was clearly contrary to what Elder Shui had said. After all, according to the Dianchuan Water Monarch, this Dragon Prison had been abandoned for countless years, possibly even several eras ago. In such a long period, not even a Primordial Spirit Boss could survive for that long.
Yet, this child before Qi Xiu, exquisitely carved like pink jade and brimming with robust life force, was very much real and stood right in front of him.
