C223 Father

She extended her claws toward the board...

"Kid, you're on top. Could it be that you want to destroy your statue?" Jun Muyang's pleasant voice sounded beside his ear.

Xue Lingzi's extended claw slowly withdrew. She had never thought of destroying it. The surface was her own palm print and her original form. She was reluctant to part with it.

Sticking close to his strong chest