Bab 452: Tian Zheng Continued

Dima let out a breath of relief. The pressure those two exerted on each other was mostly felt by him since they both weren't here physically. For absolutely no reason at all, Dima was the one that got the worst of it.

Wiping the sweat off his shiny forehead, he walked out of the circular room. He walked through a couple of empty hallways and came out to a balcony overlooking a small city of gold and silver.

There was one person already there on the balcony. She was sitting on a sofa comfortably, eating grapes that shone with a purple light. A sweet scent was coming of off each grape as she chewed loudly. She wore a white frilly dress, the exact same one she was wearing at the ball (introduced around ch 405).

"How did it go?" her voice came into Dima's ears before he had even reached the balcony.

He came out and rested his elbows on the railing as warm air passed over his skinny head.