When Wusha stood up, Li Lanhao rose with her, casually putting away the Phoenix-Patterned Throne belonging to the Queen.
After Medusa nodded heavily in agreement, Wusha shed her black robe, wearing only the tight-fitting black outfit she had crafted herself.
Standing nearby, Li Lanhao’s lips moved as if he wanted to say something. After hesitating for a long time, he said nothing. After all, across tens of thousands of miles of uninhabited wasteland in the vast Tagoer Desert, they wouldn't run into a single soul anyway. Whether the Queen wore her robe or not was hardly important; if anything, it worked to Handsome Bro's advantage, didn't it?
Chapter 798