Chapter 8: Tactical coordination and dragon’s might!
“Ugh…What time is it? What class do I have this morning?” Lin Xing rubbed his bleary eyes and sat up, his hair sticking out like a messy bird’s nest, his…
“Ugh…What time is it? What class do I have this morning?” Lin Xing rubbed his bleary eyes and sat up, his hair sticking out like a messy bird’s nest, his…