C88 The People Closest to Them

"In that case, let's merge!"

Before he could finish his words, a ghostly white mist appeared in front of Rolin and flew towards the Ganwu Scorching in Rolin's hand.

It slowly wrapped around Rolin and seeped into his body.

Rolin was still half-lying in front of the French window. He gently flicked the blade of the sword and played a melodious tune.

As time passed