The Bond Beneath the Moon (Part 2)
Leon remained where he stood, unable to look away.
His eyes reflected only Anna.
The immortal gown seemed to have been crafted solely for her existence. Every thread of moon-white fabric flowed naturally along her graceful figure, while soft silver and pale amethyst patterns shimmered beneath the light like stars drifting across a tranquil night sky.
She looked elegant.
Pure.
Untouchable.
Like a celestial fairy who had stepped out of an ancient painting.
For a long moment, neither of them spoke.
The quiet breeze brushed across the Martial Emperor Tomb battlefield, carrying with it the faint fragrance of flowers and the lingering vitality left behind by the Eternal Genesis Pill.
Anna slowly lowered her gaze to examine herself.
Even she couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes.
She gently raised one sleeve.
