C127 Follow Me to the Ship

It was too strange, simply too inconceivable. Just what was that black-armored youth? Why wasn't there any chanting? No magic fluctuations could be felt. As long as he lightly stepped on the river, the river would freeze over.

Saquinta looked at Zhang Ming's actions, and his eyes lit up, secretly sighing, when would this little guy be able to not do anything surprising