“Sovereign Qingyan?” Meng Qi’s footsteps paused, and her expression became tense and wary.
When Yun Qingyan was in his original form, his eyes were as blue as the sea, and when he turned into a human form in a white robe, they were dark brown, no different from ordinary people except for being deeper and brighter in color. At this moment, however, his eyes were so red that they seemed to be soaked in blood, looking very strange and eerie.