A Different Golden Iron Triangle

Of the three, Flender loved Liu Erlong most deeply. But he knew Yu Xiaogang liked Liu Erlong too, and feared hurting the bond between brothers, so he had never dared confess.

Yu Xiaogang was the exact opposite. The reason he did not dare confess was entirely because of his inferiority complex.

After all, Liu Erlong was not interested in him now.

Without the halo of "beauty is in the eye of the beholder," his theories were simply not worth mentioning in Liu Erlong's eyes.

To say nothing else, just take Yu Xiaogang's definitions of Soul Ring age limits.

The second Soul Ring could absorb at most 763 years, the third 1,760 years, and the fourth 5,120 years.

She especially scoffed at them.

Because those limits only applied to ordinary geniuses at best.

They simply did not apply to Qin Xuan, the man who had once forcibly kissed her without even leaving his name behind.

Yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black. Liu Erlong still remembered Qin Xuan's Soul Ring configuration vividly.

If she acknowledged Yu Xiaogang's theory, would that not be indirectly denying the man in her heart?

"We're brothers. If something happened, say it out loud. Don't take it out on your own people. Hurry up, who bullied you? I'll go get justice for you right now." Liu Erlong boldly patted the full curves before her chest. Facing the cold wind, her black dress and hair fluttered, making her look valiant and spirited.

As soon as she said that, both Flender and Yu Xiaogang looked at Liu Erlong with deep emotion in their eyes.

"Erlong, you..."

"I..."

Perhaps beauty truly was in the eye of the beholder. They actually felt that Liu Erlong, who had always been rather pretty, was even more beautiful than before, as though she were glowing.