Feng Ling did not know whether he truly failed to see Meng Zhao's probing intent or simply did not care. He answered with great cooperation,
"The Dragon Clan's attitude toward the human race is rather ambiguous. At times, they strongly oppose the Hundred Clans' plans targeting humanity. At other times, they do not care about humanity at all, focusing instead on their own clan's status and strength in the Arctic Ice Plains.
If Dragon King Meng truly wishes to ask about the Dragon Clan's attitude toward humanity, you may as well visit the Dragon Clan's territory. With your True Dragon Physique and peerless aptitude, you would be an important figure of great standing even within the Dragon Clan. You would naturally be able to learn the real situation."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Rulíng seemed to think of something. He gave Meng Zhao a rather strange look and said,
"Dragon King Meng, your status within the Dragon Clan might truly be of pivotal importance. Perhaps you might even enjoy boundless romantic fortune."
The remark seemed rather abrupt, yet Feng Ling understood its hidden meaning and smiled faintly.
Meng Zhao was no innocent fledgling either. He quickly thought of something, and his expression turned somewhat peculiar.
"Could it be that the Dragon Clan needs an infusion of fresh blood, so my bloodline and aptitude have made me a prized commodity, someone the Dragon Clan wants for breeding?"
"Haha, breeding would be putting it too bluntly, but enjoying boundless romantic fortune is certain.
Dragon King Meng, I am not speaking for the Dragon Clan, but the women of the Dragon Clan are no different from human women. Other than displaying draconic bloodline phenomena when they circulate their power, there is nothing unusual about them.
Moreover, because they possess dragon blood, regardless of how