The Abyssal Demon Whale King's fawning and ingratiating words fell like a stone into the sea, not stirring a single ripple in Isabelle's heart.
All her attention had long been firmly attracted by the black-haired young man standing in the ruins, holding The Little Mermaid protectively.
The familiar eyebrows and eyes, the deep gaze, the posture upright even under such overwhelming pressure...
How similar he is to the human man she caught a fleeting glimpse of in the fragments of time!
Though his aura is younger and his prowess far from the unfathomable depth of the person in the fragment.
Yet that familiarity from deep within her soul left her utterly certain —
It is him!
At this moment, Aster Grant also cast all his attention on this suddenly appearing, incomprehensibly powerful Dragon Clan woman.
The dragon horns, dragon tail, all testified to her pure Dragon Clan bloodline.
This was the target he had been seeking diligently!
