Ao Guang fell into deep thought.
Xuanyuan simply waited in silence.
Seeing Ao Guang like this,
Wushuang grew impatient.
That man had spent his whole life being timid and indecisive.
Immortal Xuanyuan had already made himself perfectly clear,
yet the man was still deliberating.
What was there left to consider?
He really had been scared out of his wits by the Demon Race.
This was the best possible solution.
They would become affiliated with the Human Race,
and refuse to be the Demon Race's prey.
If the Demon Race sent someone to demand tribute,
they could simply kill them.
If the Demon Race left them alone,
the Dragon Clan would naturally be safe and sound.
If the Demon Race came to attack,
the Dragon Clan could travel along the tributaries of the Four Seas and land on the mainland.
The Human Race would naturally send troops to help them then.
This plan might cost them the Four Seas,
but they would gain all the waterways on the Primordial mainland.
However you looked at it, they wouldn't be losing out.
And yet the man was still hesitating.
She really had no idea what he was thinking.
Wushuang couldn't help growing angry.
He really was a coward.
How had she ended up with such a coward after all these years?
Look at Immortal Xuanyuan beside her,
then look at Ao Guang, that coward.
There was simply no comparison.
Compared with Ao Guang, that loach,
Xuanyuan seemed more like the true dragon soaring through the Primordial World.
Thinking of this,
Wushuang grew even more exasperated.
"You, why are you so ungrateful?"
"What are you still hesitating about?"
"The Dragon Clan only has thirty thousand left. Do you really want the Demon Race to eat every last one of them?"
Wushuang shouted.
She was