"Three thousand years later, how am I doing?"
Li Wangyi looked at the girl before him—clad in white as snow, pure and ethereal—and then thought of the peerlessly magnificent and formidably invincible Divine Lord of Donghua Mountain. He could not help but feel a strange sense of temporal displacement.
"What is it? Does that mean I am no longer around?" Seeing Li Wangyi remain silent, the girl in white looked puzzled.
Chapter 50