C122 Suppression

The tension in the air was palpable. Suddenly, the serene call of a crane echoed, and another majestic crane descended from the sky.

A refined and handsome young man appeared, his hands clasped behind his back, exuding an aura of elegance.

"Sister, hold your hand," he said, addressing Yaoyue without acknowledging the others around him. "Xiao Tian may have regained some of his strength