Inside the Demiplane, Kyle wore a set of black casual clothes and sat in a stone chair with one leg crossed over the other. He toyed with a dragon scale in his hand as he looked at the red-haired man kneeling on the ground, his mood exceptionally pleasant.
As he watched the dragon scale containing his wealth rise and fall, Kolkrath's heart rose and fell with it.
"I'm very satisfied with your current tone and attitude. Contribute your bloodline to Qixing Territory properly, and in less than fifty years, you can take back your treasure."
Terror showed in Kolkrath's eyes as he replied respectfully, "Understood, my lord."
His lifespan was long enough. As long as he endured these fifty years, he would be free.
Wasn't it just spreading his bloodline? He would treat it like screwing a dog.
"Get up and sort out your dragon scales and the dirt stained with dragon blood."
"Yes, my lord."
Kolkrath rose from the ground and began cleaning up the mess.
Kyle sat nearby and watched quietly.
The dragon scales could be used to forge armor. As for the dirt tainted with dragon blood, it could be rewarded to the Auxiliary Army of the Underground World, making them work even harder for Qixing Territory.
Half an hour later, the Demiplane passage opened, and Velin and Xuemiyya returned.
"My lord, all of this Red Dragon's treasure is inside. Its total value is approximately sixty-five million two hundred sixty thousand Gold Coins." Kyle stood and handed the dragon scale in his hand to his lord.
Velin took the dragon scale and removed all the Gold Coins inside, placing them in the open space.
As Kolkrath shoveled dirt, he watched his wealth and swallowed greedily.
Last year, he had still been a tyrannical evil dragon ruling one