"Alas... why bother?" The Silver Masked Man stood on the back of a flight creature with strange-shaped wings, slowly rising, appearing before everyone's eyes, looking at Luo Qianqian with a touch more tenderness in his eyes.
"I won't harm you, once we handle things here, we'll leave." The voice of the Silver Masked Man was somewhat hoarse, but it was evident he had his own thoughts.
Luo Qianqian tugged at the corners of her mouth, unable to manage a smile, lightly tugging the corners: "Senior brother..."
"I'll do the things you can't bear to do." The Silver Masked Man smiled: "We'll watch how this small island country flaunts itself!"
That smile seemed to soothe Luo Qianqian, 'Don't worry, the things you can't do, I'll help you complete.'
The sky remained overcast, an unknown wind swirling around everyone, carrying a touch of calm and chill.
Though it was winter, everyone maintained optimal battle attire, not wrapped in thick clothing.
