C564 Creation Blessed Land

Rong Qin lowered his hand from his lips, seemingly unfazed by the metallic taste lingering in his mouth. His voice remained calm and gentle as he said, "I'm fine, just a little tickle in my throat. Probably need to drink more water. I'll have a glass in a bit. Go on, we don't have much time, so let's make the most of it."

In his mind