"Old man, what did you say?" Yao Guang roared furiously in a corner of the Dragon Palace. His hoarse voice became even more hoarse, which didn't fit for his childish face at all.
"Yao Guang, go out and see what's going on," said the old man unhurriedly, and then yawned. "If Yun Feng is in trouble, help her take care of it. It shouldn't be a problem for you. I'm going to go to bed. I'm so sleepy…" The old man's voice was gone, replaced by the sound of snoring.
Yao Guang stood in midair, and gradually became sullen. There was nothing but coldness in his gray eyes. Who was bold enough to disturb his sleep? Did they want to get killed?
The short man rose to the sky in the black robe. His gray eyes emitted light, and a weird array appeared underneath his body. Yun Feng, who was resisting the unknown pressure, was already covered in sweat. She knew she was approaching her limits. Who was this old man? He didn't seem very strong, yet he gave her such a heavy pressure!
