C873 Loong Yan

With a breath so faint it was nearly inaudible, the Dragon Princess's clenched hands slowly unfurled, her sharp nails aglow with a crimson light, reminiscent of fiery daggers.

Opposite her, Lee Mo stood with an easy grace, his hands clasped behind his back and a smile playing on his lips. Yet, his relaxed posture did nothing to sway the Dragon Princess's determination