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... ragon’s form was sleek, its dark, crystal-like colors dappled in brilliance, appearing just as eerily majestic in the daytime.

Zhu Minglang was taking note of the Neon Sea.

Upon arriving at the Neon Sea, Zhu Minglang noticed a change.

That was, the famously vibrant Coral Wood of the Neon Sea had somehow lost its usual hues.

This caused many of Man City’s beautiful buildings to seem faded, and even the seawater was not as clean and clear as before.

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“Oh good, you received my delivery!” was his excited reply.

“Did you accidentally mix my outfits with the ones meant for your girlfriend?” Xue Ning asks flatly.

“Of course not! I don’t have a girlfriend! All these are handpicked for you!” Jingwei exclaims.

“You handpicked underwear for me?!” She squawks, face red. “We’re not that close!”

“How can you say that? You’re practically my saviour! I owe you a life debt!” Jingwei argues. “Sexy underwear is the least you deserve!”

“You’re giving your saviour underwear?” She asks incredulously in return. “Do you not find anything weird with this?”