The appearance of the voice caused Wang Baole’s consciousness to tremble violently. It also caused the butterflies that Chen Han had transformed into, as well as the entire group of butterflies, to be frightened. They scattered rapidly. At that moment, Wang Baole, using Chen Han’s perspective.., he saw... a huge human face appearing in the sky that was filled with flowing light!
That face took up almost half of the sky!
It was a pale, sickly little girl. She was looking curiously at the butterflies. Beside her stood a white-haired middle-aged man who was also looking over.
The Sky... was not the sky at all. It was a huge shield. When he saw the two figures that shook his heart, Wang Baole also saw... behind the two people.., it was... A Room!
A room that belonged to a girl!
“This...”Wang Baole’s shock reached its peak. As the white-haired middle-aged man swept his gaze across the room, his gaze suddenly sharpened.
“Huh?”
