Primordial Wilderness: I Am Hong Yun, and at the Start I Traded My Saint Position for a Wife, Part 185

"So I was just overthinking it!"

Seeing Hong Yun take his jade slip and remain utterly unruffled,

Ancestral Dragon looked at him in surprise.

"This..."

But then he felt a little amused.

That shameless manner of his had quite a bit of Ancestral Dragon's own style!

Ancestral Dragon still hadn't figured out the other party's true identity.

But Hong Yun's actions made Ancestral Dragon feel as though they were kindred spirits.

The two of them faced Xuanming's gaze, cold as an icy blade.

Their eyes met.

A look passed between them, something that could only be understood, never spoken aloud.

A little secret unique to men.

In an instant, it brought a hint of camaraderie to the way Ancestral Dragon and Hong Yun looked at each other.

An enormous dragon head floated as if underwater, its whiskers and mane drifting freely.

There was a thoughtful look in his eyes!

Hong Yun had chased him for so long and gone to such lengths to corner him.

Yet he didn't seem to harbor any murderous intent toward him!

And still, he wouldn't let him go.

What was going on?

Could they be old acquaintances?

Was he pretending to be a member of the Dragon Clan just to play a joke on him?

Ancestral Dragon thought it over, but that didn't seem likely.

Who would be so bored as to fool around with him?

Then what exactly did Hong Yun want?

Ancestral Dragon turned it over in his mind, but couldn't reach a conclusion.

At least he could tell that Hong Yun didn't mean to make things difficult for him.

"If he just wants to squeeze a few benefits out of me..."

Ancestral Dragon began to relax.

If that was all, then so much the better!

He wasn't short on treasures.

Never mind