The dust dispersed in the howling wind.
In the vision of the Snow Clan people...
A figure clad in dark gold armor stood in front of Lu Qingxue, gently touching her cheek with one hand.
At that moment, the hearts of nearly half of the young women in the Snow Clan felt as if they were being tightly gripped by an unseen hand.
That person had come for Lu Qingxue.
For a woman, he stormed the Snow Domain, boldly challenging the Divine Envoy.
Who is he!
Complex glances were cast from all directions.
Those Snow Clan women found themselves not as angry as they had imagined when they saw the Divine Envoy being attacked.
Strangely, they felt a hint of envy.
"Leave it to me from here on."
The scene of them fighting side by side once again surfaced in her mind, the same words, the same tone.
Lu Qingxue nodded gently, "Hmm."
