Lei Shen looked indignant, about to roar, when Gongsun Qitian tapped him on the back of his head without changing his expression.
In a low voice, he said, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do, keep a low profile."
Lei Shen, who respected no one but Gongsun Qitian, quieted down immediately with such a pat.
Suddenly, Huo Wu pulled out a pendant from her enchanting décolletage.
This pendant was a transparent little bottle, but not an ordinary glass one, appearing to be carved from crystal, its tiny mouth sealed shut, with half a bottle of light purple liquid inside.
And the strange thing was!
With a slight shake by Huo Wu, the light purple liquid faintly formed a small dragon shape, continuously circling inside the bottle.
It was wonderfully magical and exceedingly pleasing to the eye.
At the same time.
About sixty meters away on another part of the deck.
Doudou suddenly exclaimed and looked down slightly at the dragon head bracelet on her right hand.
