Domi Holland's breathing was becoming more and more rapid.
His gaze reluctantly shifted from the woman in purple, landing on another woman beside her.
This woman had a youthful naivety on her face, a simply adorable charm that made one unable to suppress a sense of pity.
Her delicate face was like a finely sculpted work of art, impossible to find a flaw.
"Top-notch! Top-notch!"
Domi Holland's eyes sparkled with light, and at this moment, he was close to drooling.
"Senior chill... is it them?"
Domi Holland swallowed, asking with rapid breaths.
"Correct, it's them... The purple-clad young man beside them is their fiancé, Wyatt Barnes."
The chill Martial Emperor nodded, speaking unhurriedly, as if wishing to stir up chaos in the world.
Whoosh!
As soon as the words of the chill Martial Emperor fell, Domi Holland vanished in a gust of wind and reappeared before the group from Mystic Profound Peak.
