On the back of the hand was a faint mark in the shape of a hammer. One had to look very closely to see that the handle of the hammer was a domineering black dragon.
Such a mark…
“!”
Little White Meow, who had been frozen and seemed to have lost its vitality, suddenly widened its blue eyes! Then-
"Crash!"
As the water splashed out of the pond, a slender figure broke out of the water and came ashore, instantly revealing his strength! He was slender and elegant. For a moment…
"Meow!"
Little White Meow stared at this strong and delicate, tall and elegant, noble and familiar fellow with a pair of big, dumbfounded eyes. It could not react for a long time.
That, this…
Well, this ...
Was this Little Mo Mo?
“..”