“This is the true meaning of weathering any storm, ‘The Saint of Love’ title, well-deserved.”,A deafening roar of "Together" echoed throughout the entire Yingluo Peak, but Li Dan paid it no heed. He frantically checked his storage bracelet, where two small vials and a string of ice-blue beads had appeared.,Watching Lu Shiyao leave, Zhu Yujun was also helpless, and then looked towards the mountain peak.。