"Oh, my dear Luzani!"
"Seeing you return safely brings me such joy!"
Count Les Kazan said with exaggerated enthusiasm.
The next second, he actually reached out and grabbed Little Blackie, disguised as Luzani, by the breasts.
Zong Shen saw Little Blackie's face visibly stiffen, but it still endured.
Count Les paid no heed to the people around them, kneading forcefully as though it were some habitual gesture.
Watching Little Blackie suffer such molestation, Zong Shen found it rather amusing.
What would Count Les think if he knew he was taking advantage of a little male dragon?
Zong Shen held back his laughter while Little Blackie held back from attacking.
Yet Count Les's actions only grew bolder, his hands moving from the swelling peaks toward the mysterious valley.
"Cough, cough..."
Seeing that the man was practically about to do it right there, Zong Shen quickly coughed.
Having received the signal, Little Blackie immediately found its confidence. With just a light shove, it sent Count Les staggering away.
Before this, it had not dared move at all, afraid of ruining its master's plan.
Count Les, suddenly pushed away, wore a bewildered expression.
"Luzani?"
Little Blackie raised its head and revealed a savage grin.
"Heh..."
Zong Shen had long been prepared to make his move.
Count Les had not brought any guards with him.
The attendants who usually stayed close by were all several meters away, making this the perfect chance to seize him.
The count's manor had tight defenses outside but lax security within, since this was his home.
No one wanted to live on edge even in their own house.
So after Little Blackie shoved Count Les away, Zong Shen immediately stepped forward and grabbed him by the neck with one hand.
The attendants at the scene were instantly horrified and