The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade.ng..." the Princess muttered, then looked at Jun Xiao Yao, her eyes shining brightly."Zhuang Xiaomeng, this name is indeed extremely beautiful.""Actually, there's a story behind this name." Jun Xiaoya...