"I think so too!"
A deep, resonant voice rang out, instantly drawing Wang Xian and the demoness's attention away from the pillar of light.
"Little Dragon, why haven't you left yet?"
The demoness looked at the Dragon Race Immortal Venerable in surprise. The other Immortal Venerables had all rushed impatiently into the pillar of light as soon as it appeared and the old woman from Longevity Hall entered it, as though they feared that one step too late would make them miss some heaven-sent opportunity.
"You called me Little Dragon?"
The Dragon Race Immortal Venerable was completely stunned by how the demoness addressed him.
He was of the Dragon Race! A Dragon Race powerhouse of Immortal Venerable Grade! Moreover, he was a Dragon Race Immortal Venerable whose combat strength had reached Heavenly Venerable Grade!
Yet the demoness called him Little Dragon?
This was simply an insult!
However, when Dragon Venerable recalled the scene of the demoness slapping Demon Venerable Yu Sheng to death not long ago, his anger immediately died down.
This was a terrifying existence he could not afford to provoke. If she wanted to call him Little Dragon, then Little Dragon it was. If he voiced any objections and she became unhappy, then slapped him to death like Demon Venerable Yu Sheng, he would truly die an unjust death.
"What? Do you have an objection?"
The demoness glanced at Dragon Venerable indifferently, her tone calm.
"No! No!" Dragon Venerable shook his head repeatedly. "Senior, as long as you're happy!"
The demoness let out a charming laugh. "Don't just say as long as I'm happy. If you're dissatisfied with how I address you, you can bring it up. I love it most when people give me suggestions."
"Senior, Little Dragon truly has no objections!"
Dragon Venerable shook his head