C37 The Battle of the Champions!

"I'm well beyond the age for such infatuations!" Yung Mo declared with a faint smile, his strikingly handsome face maintaining its usual icy detachment. He reclined with a lazy grace, his posture regal, yet his presence exuded the lethal danger of a lion at rest.

Murong Han simply smiled in response, his warm eyes intently fixed on the red sports car racing below