C797 Twentytwo Years Twentytwo Months

Pfft...

Yiyue was so taken aback that Dongfang Bai almost spat out the tea he had just sipped. What kind of bizarre introduction was this? How could someone as smart as them create such a peculiar entity? It seemed it was indeed suited for being a system.

Cen Ye Number Two?

It took Yiyue a moment to regain composure, his face turning a shade of pale. A nagging suspicion