the bright moon, with Mid-Autumn Festival drawing ever closer, Chen Ping had never craved a day so much. Regardless of whether that day brought opportunity or danger, Chen Ping would face it head-on...ragon-patterned Bell to buzz loudly!Chen Ping ignored him and slapped the dragon-patterned clock with his palm. At this moment, a bolt of lightning slid down from the huge palm print above his head, f...