The Bermuda Triangle, as expected, lives up to its name.,Lou Qi wanted to retreat quickly, but his waist was held tightly, preventing him from moving. His gaze flew upwards rapidly, landing on a strong jawline first, then a thin, pursed lip, a handsome nose bridge, and finally, a pair of eyes that met his.,The eagle knelt on one knee, his eyes wide as saucers, staring with a ghostly expression, and diligently trying to process his master's words.。