"Rise, Di Tian. No need for such formalities." Na'er forced herself to remain calm, imitating Gu Yuena as she remembered her.
Then her mind spun, and she came up with a brilliant idea.
She was the silver kitten who cared most about her master. Wasn't helping her master obtain what he wanted only natural?
After briefly sorting through her thoughts, Na'er slowly spoke.
"Di Tian, during my time undercover at Shrek, I have already found the human you mentioned."
Di Tian raised his head at those words. His expression remained utterly respectful, and he did not dare show the slightest negligence.
"This person's martial soul is no ordinary Dragon King martial soul. On the contrary, it can better aid the revival of our Dragon Race, and its value far surpasses that of ordinary dragon-type martial souls."
Upon hearing this, the light in Di Tian's eyes grew even more fervent. To receive such high praise from his lord was enough to show that this human possessed extraordinary potential.
"His martial soul possesses the miraculous ability to transform snakes into dragons, and every dragon it evolves is a pure-blooded true dragon. I have personally verified this."
Na'er wore an expression of absolute confidence, her hands clasped behind her back like a sage, carrying herself with the air of a grand master.
"Then, my lord, should we..." Di Tian said, making a gesture of twisting his hands together in front of his neck.
"No need. Compared to the man himself, do you know what is more important?" Na'er's tone was indifferent, carrying a hint of reproach toward Di Tian for being so slow-witted.
"This subordinate is foolish. Please enlighten me, my lord." Di Tian lowered his head, unable to stop himself from marveling inwardly. As expected of his lord—her wisdom was astonishing. In