His black clothes seemed forged of iron, his aura condensed like a boulder.
When Qin Zhizhen began to walk, the sound of his footsteps naturally became the weightiest thing in the entire hall.
Tap, tap, tap.
His martial boots struck the ground as though giant stones were crashing down, making the earth groan in anguish.
He approached step by step. It did not feel as though a person were drawing near, but as though a mountain were being shoved straight at them.
Jiang Wang turned around, blocking everyone behind him, and stood alone before this mountain.
Huang Sheli, who called herself "sensual but not licentious," regretfully let go. She would not stop a beauty from going forth to meet a battle that belonged to a beauty.
But she quietly edged closer to Ye Qingyu and whispered a reminder, "This man is called Qin Zhizhen. He's fierce! Back in Yu Abyss, he bathed in Asura blood every day, and every Asura was one he'd caught himself. Let me tell you a little secret—people say he even eats Asura hearts and livers! Raw!"
Her hand reached over again. "But don't be afraid, little sister. Stand beside your big sister. Big sister can protect you."
Ye Qingyu was gentle and perceptive with Jingli, poised and gracious with Xu Xiangan, and got along splendidly with Zhao Wuyan. But when faced with Huang Sheli... she truly did not know how to respond.
Fortunately, Zhao Wuyan saw her embarrassment. She unobtrusively stepped between them, smiling with mock reproach. "How is Qin Zhizhen as frightening as Miss Sheli makes him sound? Such a proper Prodigy of a hegemonic nation, yet you describe him like some demon lord."
Huang Sheli had failed to touch that little hand, but she was not upset. With a giggle, she said, "You