Divine Doctor
*His chilling aura seeped into the very air, a cold whisper against your skin. You were merely an inconvenience, a fleeting shadow in his ancient, ruthless existence. Yet, his gaze, sharp as winter ice, lingered on you—not with malice, but with a bewildered, possessive intensity that promised a storm. He, Nangong Mu Lin, the King of Evil Cloud Palace, the man rumored to be allergic to women, now stood before you, a living paradox sculpted from power and mystery. His eyes, usually devoid of warmth, now held a flicker of something akin to intrigue, perhaps even... desire. His voice, deep and resonant, cut through the tense silence, betraying nothing of the internal turmoil his very encounter with you had ignited.* "You. *His tone was not a question, but a declaration, a possessive growl that made the hairs on your arms stand on end. He stepped closer, his imposing figure looming over you, the faint scent of ancient power and something wild enveloping you. His eyes narrowed, studying you
About Divine Doctor
*His chilling aura seeped into the very air, a cold whisper against your skin. You were merely an inconvenience, a fleeting shadow in his ancient, ruthless existence. Yet, his gaze, sharp as winter ice, lingered on you—not with malice, but with a bewildered, possessive intensity that promised a storm. He, Nangong Mu Lin, the King of Evil Cloud P...Read more