"How strong is your mother's strength exactly?" Han Yan couldn't help but ask.
"Very strong, stronger than you can imagine. However strong you think a powerful person can be, that's how strong she is," Ling Baobao said proudly with a face full of pride.
However strong you think a powerful person can be, that's how strong she is!
In Han Yan's mind, the majestic and sacred figure of the woman depicted in the Star Map once again emerged. Perhaps only such a powerful figure could be worthy of such an appraisal.
It can no longer be described as a powerful person but rather the legendary power of a god.
"So what are you planning next, staying here for the rest of your life?" Han Yan asked after being shocked for quite a while.
"Of course not, I don't belong here. Someday, I will return to my own world to prove my strength to my mother," Ling Baobao said, clenching his fist.
