The fleeing women all stopped in their tracks, their bodies slightly trembling, their delicate faces filled with fear and terror.
The silver-haired woman at the forefront suddenly lifted her head, her vigilant gaze fixed on the figure standing in mid-air. This silver-haired woman had a delicate face, her skin as white as snow, and one could describe her appearance and figure as perfect, enough to drive any man mad. Most striking were her eyes, a pair of frost flower silver pupils filled
with a mysterious allure.
"Who are you?" The silver-haired woman hesitated, a look of caution on her face. She knew well how cruelly women as weak as they were treated if they fell into the hands of men.
"I am the owner of this Shattered Star Meteor. I might as well ask who you are, daring to intrude on my territory?" Lin Mo looked at her with a half-serious, half-smiling expression.
