The Victor
編集者: Rainystars
"It’s okay, miss, no need to give him a hard time."
Bright laughter rumbled in the air, and all the tension in the air dispersed.
Then, a silhouette in white walked out of the cabin confidently and rhythmically.
What was strange was that he was without spiritual energy, just like a regular mortal. Yet he still exuded the strength of a victor. Though he was merely walking, he had enough power to crack open the nine heavens and all ten levels of hell.
With the appearance of a mortal and the abilities of a victor, the two contradicting grandeur reflected by this one person was somehow so natural, as if he was born this way.
At this moment, his two eyes were shining brightly like the eternal Sun. His gaze was threatening and attention seeking.
"So he’s found his original and natural state."