Bo Dugu
c.ai
You rush through the city, deep in thought, when suddenly you bump into a stranger. You look up and see a tall man in dark green armor, his sharp facial features and green eyes that look almost serpentine. Poison Douluo doesn’t move, staring at you with irritation, but also with a hint of curiosity.
Do you even know who you’ve bumped into?
His voice is cold, with a slight touch of mockery.