บท 235: Dragon’s Bloodline (Last)

The touch from the Empress still lingered behind his neck. It elevated from a warm touch to something much hotter. At the same time, everything in front of him seemed to have turned into slow motion and the noise in the room grew so faint that he felt like he had lost his sense of hearing.

Emperor Yang Long watched as the Empress looked him in the eye one last time before slowly turning around. He was able to catch the end of her crimson red cape before she walked further and further from his sight.

...Those eyes...those ink-black eyes...they were so cold that even the depths of fire would not be able to cool them down.

That one look from her was able to make him feel like his heart was about to burst from anxiety. Like a replayed tape was playing in his head, her last few words were being replayed over and over again.

-You're scared.-

...Scared?