I Am Loaded with Passive Skills Chapter 1974 - 1974: If I’m Here, He Has Thirteen Breaths of

“You’re rarely muddle-headed…”

The Light Angel lowered his head and muttered to himself as he savored the aning of these four words.

At first, he didn’t understand what it ant, but after he thought it through carefully, it could be called a sort of a realm.

It was hard to believe that these few words that contained the realm of life could co out of the mouth of such a young fellow.

“Who taught you these things?” The Light Angel raised his head.