Although Roland had never seen a dragon with her own eyes, she had encountered all kinds of Demonic Beasts, so her mental resilience was fairly strong.
"So you're a beautiful golden dragon?"
The golden dragon flickered and transformed into a handsome, long-haired man in golden robes.
His golden pupils swept over everyone below, paused on Roland for two seconds, and finally settled on Su Qiao.
After landing, he waved a hand and set up a barrier that isolated them from the outside.
Host, the people outside can't hear your conversation.
"Why didn't you kneel when you saw this Beast God?"
The man walked to within three meters of Su Qiao and looked down at her majestically.
Su Qiao rolled her eyes.
You can't even do anything to me, so why should I kneel?
She pointed at the corner of his eye. "You have eye gunk."
"Where?"
The man instantly stiffened and hurriedly raised his wide sleeve to cover it.
Su Qiao burst out laughing.
"Didn't you look in a mirror before coming out?"
Just look at how magnificently this guy had appeared. She knew right away that he cared a great deal about his image.
And yet, one sentence from her had left him with no dignity at all.
Let's see how he could keep putting on airs in front of her now.
The Beast God's imposing bearing truly collapsed in an instant.
He awkwardly lowered his wide sleeve. "Ahem, did you seek me out for something?"
Su Qiao rolled her eyes at him without the slightest courtesy. "My mouth went dry from talking. I called you several times, but you never came out. I thought you'd gone on vacation."
"Looks like you weren't on vacation, but sleeping soundly on top of those glittering treasures of yours."
Host, this dragon