Seeing the Flood Dragon King looking like she was questioning her entire monster life, Xinyun stopped speaking and gave her some quiet time to think.
Who knew that in her fit of emotion the Flood Dragon King almost crushed Wen Jiayin’s textbook. Xinyun’s expression changed; she flicked a weakened strand of sword qi at the Flood Dragon King’s wrist. The other woman’s hands went numb and loosened, and Xinyun took the chance to snatch the book back.
The Flood Dragon King just let herself get hit without reacting. Partly because her skin really was thick, but mostly because the...
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