On the raised platform, silver-violet battle armor lightly traced Gu Yue Na's curves. Her purple hair fluttered as she slowly stepped down from the platform.
The surrounding light seemed to dim, leaving only the silver-violet radiance illuminating her face, beautiful enough to take one's breath away.
Gu Yue Na slowly walked up to Wu Yang Jin. Lowering her head slightly, her eyes shimmered with complex emotions. A faint curve touched her lips, and her voice was so gentle that it made hearts tremble.
"This battle armor... this gift... was it tailored specifically for me?"
In truth, those words were meant for the people in the real world.
"Of course, my Silver Dragon Princess. Only the most perfect battle armor is worthy of you." Wu Yang Jin smiled faintly and nodded.
Yet Wu Yang Jin's voice rang out again, gentle but carrying an undeniable dominance.
"But what I prepared for you is more than just today's gift."
Wu Yang Jin's voice echoed through the air. His gaze was deep and resolute, as if there was only one person in the world his eyes could hold.
Gu Yue Na paused slightly. Her violet eyes reflected Wu Yang Jin's figure as a strange emotion quietly surged within her.
At that moment, the entire venue fell silent.
The people in the stands, Ai Fei on the host's platform, the powerful figures on the dais, including Qian Gu Dong Feng, the Spirit Pagoda's upper ranks, and even the Federation's representatives—all eyes focused on Wu Yang Jin!
As for Wu Yang Jin, his figure remained straight and proud beneath his silver-white battle armor, as though heaven and earth themselves had yielded before him. The wind gently brushed through his hair. There was not a trace of hesitation in his gaze, only resolve and sincerity.
He took