God Emperor's Bloodline

As she spoke, Yulong's draconic aura flared, filling the air with the scent of ozone and the faint echo of ancient roars. 

"Ah, right..." Ling Shengyue's eyes nearly glazed over, heat spreading through her body as she imagined the dashing Cain coming to her rescue.

For a moment, she lost herself in the fantasy, picturing Cain's strong arms around her, his overwhelming aura shielding her from all harm.

But in the next moment, she snapped back to her senses, a blush coloring her cheeks a deep crimson.

"Miss Yulong!" she exclaimed, her voice a mix of embarrassment and indignation. "That... this is highly inappropriate at a time like this."