Eraapos;s Solemn Con

"It's getting late; my little dragonling is waiting for me at home for dinner. See you tomorrow," he said, then soared away in full view of everyone present, like a black eagle disappearing beyond the high palace walls.,A white figure swept past them as if driven by gale winds. Everyone who attacked him fell to the ground in all directions. Apart from Leng Junhan and Miss Qian whom he protected, everyone else were knocked back five or six zhang away.,"He has the guts to cause trouble but not enough brains to clean up after himself. This boy deserves a beating," was Mo Xiuyao's thought.。