From the moment Gu Yue saw Tang Wuling, every hair on her body stood on end.
Her silver-white hair practically bristled strand by strand.
Her purple pupils abruptly contracted into cold vertical slits.
Tang Wulin.
That bastard!
He had actually gone this far just to seduce the Dragon Queen!
She stared fixedly at Tang Wuling's suffocatingly sweet face.
At those clear, innocent eyes.
At her figure, even more delicate and shapely than Gu Yue's—
A surge of rage and humiliation rose in her heart at once.
It nearly burned away her reason.
Her figure was better than mine.
She looked sweeter than me.
Even that timid, pitiable aura was executed to perfection.
Gu Yue's teeth ground together with a crackle.
She abruptly turned to look at Lin An.
The boy was staring straight at Tang Wuling.
His pupils had widened slightly.
His lips were parted.
He looked completely dumbstruck.
Boom!
The last thread of reason in Gu Yue's mind snapped.
Tang San.
Was this part of your scheme too?
Turning the vessel of the Golden Dragon King's bloodline into this.
Into someone the Dragon Queen could not resist.
Ridiculous.
How utterly ridiculous.
I, the Silver Dragon King, prided myself on wisdom that shocked the world, yet from beginning to end, I had been toyed with in the palm of your hand.
She suddenly gave a bitter laugh.
She had thought victory was firmly in her grasp.
That woman, Shadow Brake, was merely a cold spirit AI and posed no threat.
Though that old woman Leng Yaozhu had developed certain thoughts, her age was there for all to see. How could the Dragon Queen possibly take a fancy to her?
Only Gu Yue herself.
Half of the Dragon God, the Silver Dragon King, possessing the most orthodox Dragon God bloodline—she and