"..." I stared blankly at the man in white gauze before me.
The Spiritual Eye automatically sensed his supremely powerful force, standing before me like a towering peak, looking down on the insignificant masses of the human world.
I felt completely dazed for a moment, as if I were dreaming.
Yet, the appearance of this man had freed my hands and feet from their shackles.
I unconsciously pinched my face, it really hurt.
It didn't seem like a dream.
The man in white gauze kicked Qingyang to the ground, bent down, and grabbed his chin, "Who told you there are no True Dragons in this world, am I not one?"
"You... are you Yu Longting's father? Why are you still alive? Weren't you supposed to have... died??" Qingyang's face paled in fear.
The man in white gauze hummed softly, his phoenix eyes unclear and elongated in his smile, patted Qingyang's cheek, yet Qingyang couldn't resist at all.
