The petite fox dressed in rainbow feathered clothes was holy and proud, her beautiful face suddenly became distant and unfamiliar. In the distance, a large group of Bemon nobles were casually chatting with the people around them, occasionally glancing towards Liu Zhenhan with schadenfreude in their eyes.
Liu Zhenhan's smile also became slightly awkward, as he sheepishly touched his nose, "Helen, stop joking around..."
"Who's joking with you?" Helen's beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, a trace of disgust faintly appeared at the corners of her mouth, "I came here this time to make things clear with you, that you and I are simply from two different worlds. Everything that started from the deserted island was a mistake, and unfortunately, I lived in that terrible nightmare for so long."
"Now, it's time to wake up." Helen's voice was as cold as ice and as rigid as iron, her gaze filled with disdain and an unwillingness to thaw.
