2026-07-17 05:57:43 Author: Chen Dong After Heavenly God Liu restored his middle-aged appearance, he cut an imposing figure. His smile carried a hint of unruliness, and paired with eyes steeped in the weight of ages, he held considerable charm. Qin Ming, dressed in white robes with eyes clear as spring water, had a bright smile.
His bearing was calm and free, his elegance like jade, drawing frequent backward glances just the same. When he had left before, pursued by an Earth Immortal from a supreme Dao arena, he’d had no choice but to lie low and bide his time, avoiding the sharp edge of that threat.
Now, returning to Maple Leaf City with a Heavenly God at his side, his state of mind was entirely different.
"The Black and White Fiends!"
As the two walked away, a rough fellow from the Heavenly Dog clan muttered under his breath. Annoyed by the attention these two striking figures—one black, one white—were drawing, he casually bestowed this "noble title."
"Two Dogs, watch your mouth. What if they're great powers? Even if you slander them in your heart, the other party might still hear it. Keep that broken trap of yours shut."