Chapter 370. My precious friend Yongyongi Tick-tock. Tick-tock. The sound of a clock’s second hand echoed through the reception room. Sssip, hoo. Inhale and exhale. As pale smoke billowed and drifted out between Parun’s lips— Aster quietly shifted his gaze. At the end of that gaze was the “wyvern.” “This thing……” [How dare? “This thing”?] The wyvern flared with anger...
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