Ecstasy, astonishment, conflict—the Dragon Overlord's expression changed several times. After struggling for more than ten seconds, it looked at the Tenth Seat and called out with a reluctant yet firm tone:
"Mo Mo."
Then it would not be joining the Pet Beast Alliance after all.
Mikala glanced at the Dragon Overlord, wholly unsurprised by its answer.
The moment the Tenth Seat made relinquishing its duties as leader a condition, she had known the Dragon Overlord would refuse.
"Steel Chief."
Gang Bao translated in Qiao Sang's mind.
It actually refused... Qiao Sang's opinion of the Dragon Overlord instantly rose.
After spending this time together, she knew exactly how badly the Dragon Overlord wanted to serve under the Tenth Seat. A large part of why it had been friendly toward her lately was because she had the Tenth Seat's contact information and promise.
She had never expected it to refuse when the opportunity was right in front of it...
The Tenth Seat looked at the Dragon Overlord and smiled.
"You are an outstanding leader. Manage your tribe well. We will have a chance to meet again in the future."
With that, he turned with the pet beast egg and stepped into the Black Hole, which resembled an abyss, vanishing from sight.
Mikala walked over to the Dragon Overlord's side and patted its shoulder in consolation.
"Mo Mo..."
The Dragon Overlord was dejected.
Though it had refused after seriously considering the matter, its mood still inevitably sank.
This might have been its only chance to join the Pet Beast Alliance, meet the Tenth Seat, and make a name for itself...
"Don't be sad," Mikala comforted it. "Didn't the Tenth Seat say you would have a chance to meet again in the future?"
"Mo Mo..."
Rather than snapping at Mikala as it usually did,