Xiao Qingyu's eyes widened as he gazed at the stunning, unassuming beauty before him, and he couldn't help but feel a profound sense of respect...
As he listened to those vaguely familiar names for things, Xiao Qingyu explored this vast, boundless continent, delving deeper while striking up conversations along the way.
"Oh, come on! Big brothers and sisters, I'm your good little brother, Qingyu!"
The strange beings of this world were synonymous with terror and panic, picking people off to devour them. Yet after Xiao Qingyu passed through, they somehow became harmonious, leaving behind crowds of bewildered onlookers.
In a magnificent palace whose location was unknown, a graceful figure dressed in snow white leaned against a pitch-black throne, symbol of supreme authority. Black and white intertwined, mysterious and solemn.
"Heh, as expected, he's still a little rascal, just like before. Poor little things, running into someone like him is quite the stroke of luck!"
The figure on the throne spoke in a lazy, helpless tone, and the solemn atmosphere vanished in an instant.
"Hee hee, I like it!!"
Slow heat without losing expectations