Chapter 16

• Beside the small gentle stream, the Ground Dragon was drinking water quietly, its robust body covered with scales.
• Mo Yanyu was sitting upright in a sedan high on the dragon and playing with a blue smoke bomb in her hand, lost in thought.
• Recently, she was haunted by Tian Yan. Every time she remembered the cold decisiveness in Tian Yan’s eyes, she became restless. How she wished she could catch him and ruin his veins and bones.