My Things

The woman in the air instantly reached the ground.

To tell the truth, the amount of shock she brought to Wang Cheng wasn't small at all.

"Miss, you are?"

"Could it be that you don't recognize me?"

Zhao Shuning sneered, then said, "I always remember you."

The opposing girl's aura was exceptionally strong. Apart from suspicion, there was still a trace of panic in Wang Zhen's heart.

This was because he felt a trace of a familiar aura from this young girl.

The young girl's tone of voice and habitual movements made it obvious that she was just a young girl. Moreover, her realm and abilities were inferior to his.

But for some reason, from Wang Cheng's heart, he felt an inexplicable sense of fear.

It was as if he was born to obey this woman.

The last time he'd felt this, Empress had been the only one to do so. But Ye Ling had been dead for so many years, and no one could threaten him anymore.