"Anyway, Little Lin Er, you need to be careful. Of course, you don't have to worry too much. After all, who in this world has ever seen a true dragon? Almost everyone who participated in the ancient war is dead."
Dragon Gate Sect Old Ancestor continued speaking softly.
"Even after Qingwan told me about the Dragon Soul in the Bewildering Secret Realm, I still wouldn't have believed it if you hadn't told me she was a true dragon. No, even now I can't bring myself to believe it. And Little Niannian seems to have some kind of seal on her, sealing away her dragon might. It's also possible that she simply hasn't awakened yet. In that case, others would have even less chance of sensing it."
"No, Old Ancestor. Actually, that isn't all I'm worried about." Jiang Lin pressed down his trembling left hand.
"What else are you afraid of?" Dragon Gate Sect Old Ancestor rolled his eyes at Jiang Lin. "Are you afraid Little Niannian might accidentally breathe fire and kill you one day?"
"..."
Jiang Lin's heart jolted. That was exactly what he was worried about...
"All right, I won't fool around with you anymore. I mainly came to see you this time. I was worried you might be injured, but now that I've seen you, you're as lively as a dragon and tiger. I can go back and report to my wife and your senior sister with peace of mind."
Standing up, Dragon Gate Sect Old Ancestor shook out his clothes. "This old man should be leaving too. Otherwise, that woman will miss me to death."
"Grandmaster Mother will miss you? She probably does miss you quite a lot—misses knowing whether you've been reviewing your lessons outside..."
"What are you talking about, you brat?"
"Nothing, nothing. But