Fu Xiaotian snorted and retreated as if an electric current hit him. Cold sweat started to roll down from his forehead, and he was clearly in pain.
"Who are you?!" His tone changed.
"It's me." A man floated in the air.
The man had a beautiful appearance and was wearing a bamboo-green robe. He had a foldable fan with a starry sky picture painted on it. Beside him was a strong and slender candle dragon, which made him look even more elegant and handsome.
Despite the dark sky that was covered by clouds, the man seemed to be radiating with an aura around him!
Fu Xiaotian was also a handsome man. However, when compared to the man in front of him, he was probably just a plain rock.
Fu Xiaotian's eyes were now fixed on the candle dragon. Although he did not know the man in the green robe, he heard about candle dragons, which were extremely rare!
Those who could make a candle dragon their pet were surely extraordinary beings.
