If Only You Were as Powerful as the Venerable Dragon God Then

After Hong Yunjiao left, Ren Ruofeng cradled his head in his hands as he sat in the office alone. He spent half a day deep in his thoughts; night had long since fallen as the sky twinkled with the shine of the moon and the stars.

A single slip brings eternal regret, and looking back, your whole life has passed.

He couldn't bring himself to have energy to work anymore. No longer having the heart to work overtime, he started packing to leave.

Right after he had kept a few books, he stopped suddenly and proceeded to heave a heavy sigh.

He stretched his right hand outwards and watched as a small jade white piglet sculpture appear steadily from within his palm. It was charmingly naïve, extremely adorable, and incredibly lifelike to boot; any girl would definitely fall in love with it in a heartbeat. It was now sleeping soundly in his palm.

However, as Ren Ruofeng watched it, his expression alternated between worry and fear.