Dongdong looked at the red exclamation mark on the phone screen, his face darkened, he threw the phone away and went into the bathroom.
The bathroom was pitch dark, but he could clearly see himself in the mirror. It was a face that did not belong to him, and every frown and smile was unfamiliar.
He raised his head slightly, stretched open the wound on his jaw, put his fingers in, skillfully hooked his fingers, peeled off the face skin, then took off his clothes and walked to the dressing mirror opposite the bathroom door.
This body was riddled with holes, with only a small part intact. Every uneven part reminded him of the pain of being burned by fire.
In his opinion, although his mother approached with a purpose and delivered a message to humans, she did not actually cause any harm. The dragon clan could have migrated to avoid them, but they cruelly burned her to death and forced his father to death.
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