The next day, before dawn had fully broken, Lu Yuan was already out of bed. Looking at Zhu Zhuqing, who was still sleeping lazily on the bed, the corners of his lips curled into a smile.
He really hadn't expected it. Zhu Zhuqing was the youngest, yet her abilities were the strongest. She was quite a bit more formidable than Qian Renxue and Hu Liena. Though she still wasn't his match, she could at least hold her own for a while.
Cold as ice on the outside, blazing as fire within—this truly was the best description of Zhu Zhuqing.
After getting dressed and washing up, Lu Yuan quietly slipped out of the room. He then left the Holy Light Hotel and headed straight toward the Papal Hall.
Using the Dragon Swim Steps, Lu Yuan streaked through the air like a flash of golden light. Before long, after passing through layer upon layer of obstacles, he entered the outer palace grounds of the Papal Hall.
Without slowing after entering, Lu Yuan headed directly for Lake Heart Island.
Bibi Dong stood in the Lakeside Pavilion. She had always risen early, and every morning, standing in the pavilion and admiring the scenery on the lake had become one of her habits.
Suddenly, a streak of golden light flashed toward her from afar. Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes slightly, and a moment later, a smile appeared on her lovely face.
The one approaching was Lu Yuan.
Dragon roars rang out in waves as Lu Yuan, like a streak of light, swiftly appeared in the Lakeside Pavilion.
As the golden light faded, Lu Yuan's figure emerged and came to a stop one meter in front of Bibi Dong.
After charging forward at high speed and abruptly stopping, the gust of wind sent Lu Yuan's hair