The Extreme North Land of the North Sea waters.
The sunset sank in the west, and the reddish afterglow of the daywheel in the western sky was cast upon the ice-clad sea, making the crystalline snow shimmer with a dreamlike brilliance.
"Luo Feng..."
Bing Ruolan intertwined her slender fingers. In her translucent, bright eyes, only the reflection of Luo Feng's figure on the ice wall remained. Crystal clear tears flowed down her gentle cheeks, leaving a string of marks in the snow.
The tears contained happiness and excitement, along with the longing she had endured for the past year.
After a moment, Bing Ruolan sniffed and rubbed her reddened eyes with her hand, turning to the side to say excitedly to Bing Hanbai, who was sitting next to her:
"Bro, Luo Feng has become the first new dragon!"
Bing Hanbai glanced at Luo Feng on the ice wall, who was being admired by hundreds, and said flatly, "I know."
