''Look, Xuan Lingxiao. I made you this lamp because the fire of a dragon is much brighter than…''
He closed his eyes as that feeling, that sentence always paused right there. Just when he wanted to know how the fire of a dragon is incomparable to…it brought him so much pain, he grabbed his chest and trembled slightly, alarming Xueyao a bit as she had never seen him like this before.
Was the tribulation three days ago that great enough to cause some physical injuried on him that they weren't aware of?
It caused him so much frustration and headache…he groaned, grabbing the side of his head, his eyes wide in horror as something kept coming in the way of him being freed from this.
He looked visibly hurt, shaken, overwhelmed by something so great it scared Xueyao because she was confused on how to help him.
Each time he will squeeze his eyes shut and succumb to this grave misery, tears will trickle down the side of his immaculate face.
