In the main hall of the grand palace, atop the nine-tiered throne. Nangong Ou lazily reclined on a lounging chair upholstered with the fur of a Fierce Beast, a posture so shocking to the world, clad in what might seem to most as a scandalous bikini Dragon Scale Armor, though Chen Xuantian thought it was not too surprising, the vibrant and athletic contours of her body fully exposed.
The dragon scales clung tightly to her skin, rising and falling with her breath. The dragon's leathery straps bound tightly to her athletic form, outlining her strong and curvaceous physique in vivid detail, her glossy and muscular body seemed as if it had just emerged from a fierce battle, emanating vigorous heat, filling half the hall with thick scents of hormones and femininity.
