Slowly rising from the bed, the somewhat listless Li Hao did not disturb the "Charm" who were still sleeping.
He just sat dazedly at the bedside, then looked up at the bright moon still hanging high in the night sky.
In this moment of total silence, Li Hao heard only the sound of his own heartbeat.
After hesitating for a moment, Li Hao suddenly reached towards his face and took off the Candle Dragon Mask worn there.
Bzz...
A weak electric light flashed across instantly.
Behind Li Hao's head, a dark space-time vortex seemed to appear out of thin air.
But when Li Hao completely removed the mask, all abnormalities quickly returned to calm.
"Am I Li Hao now or the Candle Dragon?"
Mysteriously looking at the mirror not far away, Li Hao stared at the figure in the mirror and couldn't help but murmur.
This sudden melancholy made Li Hao begin to re-examine his experiences from the past few days.
Fortunately, this wave of sorrow came quickly and went away just as fast.
