White Tiger Dungeon

After a bout of teasing, White Light's emotions finally smoothed over.

In front of Ye Yuan, he recovered to that cheerful and lively White Light again.

Seeing this scene, the Bai Po by the side was endlessly shocked.

White Light came to the Flowing Light Clan for such a long time, he had yet to see such an innocent and pure side of him.

In his impression, White Light had always been a youth who matured earlier, serious in speech and manner and had well thought out plans.

"Oh, right, why did the elders council suddenly want to cancel your young patriarch candidate qualifications? Even if they have doubts about your identity, it's also not to the extent of being so extreme, right? After all, the divine beast bloodline in you, there's no way of faking it," Ye Yuan dragged the topic back to the subject.

But White Light fell silent. A blush faintly appeared on his face, and he actually became somewhat shy.