"That doesn't count, that doesn't count as a first kiss!"
Ye Wan Ning stubbornly refuted, but it only drew the disdainful gaze of her friend.
At that moment, an impatient Zhu Haomiao intensified his struggle, and Li Cang quickly became fully alert, holding his hands down as if facing a great enemy.
"Every Chinese person possesses the true dragon bloodline, but none are as domineering as him..."
Not daring to meet the young man's eyes again, Li Cang averted his gaze, his hands clamped down on the other's hands like hydraulic clamps.
"His strength has soared more than tenfold. If it weren't for the strict reality laws and the physical limits, he might keep improving infinitely!"
Upon hearing his friend's assessment, Ye Wan Ning chuckled and shook her head.
"This is just the first stage. Later, his strength will increase drastically, entering the second stage, and finally..."
