The intoxicating aroma rode the breeze, echoing with Fire Dance's playful laughter from afar. It was a captivating display of boundless charm and seductiveness.
Under the bright moon, Xiao Chen and Yu Wenfeng stood face to face on the bank of Bright Lake.
The softness of moonlight, like fog and smoke, cast a hazy radiance over the crystal-clear lake, giving it an ethereal and animated appearance.
Words were unnecessary; no more needed to be said.
Yu Wenfeng, bare-chested, exuded an unpredictable strength as if he were molded from steel. With a step, he vanished from the spot, leaving behind only a barely perceptible afterimage. His speed was incredible!
A punch!
A very casual punch, aimed ruthlessly at Xiao Chen's head. The ground trembled, the lake suddenly rose in waves; an overwhelming surge of power erupted in an instant.
