Qiu Liang's overwhelming momentum was interrupted, and he turned back into a weak young man. He stared blankly at the strange player named Ethan Qi in front of him, and spread out his palm.
His skin was very white, so white that it seemed abnormal.
If it weren't for the aura on his body indicating that he was indeed a living person, Qiu Liang felt that Ethan Qi was more like a ghost than himself.
There was a red earring lying in Ethan Qi's palm. The color was bright red, so bright that it was hard to take your eyes away.
Ethan Qi lowered his head and blew a breath into his palm.
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