C1058 Holan Star

"How's my husband doing? Maybe we should get out of here quickly—I've got a bad feeling about this." Wang Ziqiong clutched Pei Junlin's arm with worry, her grip betraying her fear of losing him.

Negotiating with someone nearly as powerful as a Heavenly Monarch is like walking on thin ice or dancing on the edge of a knife—any misstep could be disastrous