The incoming person was wearing a cotton robe without any additional accessories on him. His long hair had dropped down, and his entire person exuded a lazy and cold vibe.
He was wearing a silver mask that covered his face. Only his pair of eyes were as deep as the stars in the night sky, and they were like spirals that had a fatal attraction.
It seemed like one would unwittingly fall in if they took another look.
Seeing the incoming person, Song Luan and the rest were secretly shocked. This man's aura is extremely hidden and strong. He is only stronger than us, not weaker!
Song Luan swallowed his mouthful of saliva with much difficulty. "Wh-who are you?!"
"It doesn't matter who I am." That man's tone was relaxed as he laughed. "What matters is that you can't touch this flower."
He came for this Dancing Lotus?! The few of them exchanged glances.
