"Ah Luo, do you trust me?" Di Mo Xuan could see her dodging gaze as he held her hand and placed it on his cheek, near to his lips.
The warmth lips were printed onto the back of Ye Qing Luo's hand.
Her hand trembled, instantly breaking the chaotic thoughts in Ye Qing Luo's mind as she gazed at Di Mo Xuan.
"Trust me, the fourth level is not your limits. If you want to achieve a breakthrough, you must go on. The fifth level, sixth level, or even…the seventh level."
Ye Qing Luo widen her eyes unbelievably, is he ... is he joking?
She was only a yellow ninth grade apprentice, no matter how strong her potential was, she could dash up to sixth or seventh level without any fear.
That was not self-confidence, it was pure stupidity and arrogance.
"Ah Luo, you have me."
Di Mo Xuan lifted his eyes, his narrow enchanting eyes were bright and moist, emitting waves of charm.