The Little Golden Dragon: "What wouldn't the Silver Dragon King do?!" Tang Wuling: "She's still my little sister!"

In the Sea of Consciousness, the Little Golden Dragon, who had been relatively quiet, finally snapped.

It shot up from where it stood.

"What are you hesitating for?!"

"Eat it!"

"Hurry up and eat it!"

The Little Golden Dragon paced frantically through the Sea of Consciousness.

It really couldn't hold back much longer.

It smelled too good.

That "fragrance" had nothing to do with ordinary food. It was the most direct, primal temptation imaginable to the Golden Dragon King Bloodline.

It was as if someone had brought a lump of the purest Dragon God's Origin straight to its mouth.

Her body wanted to eat it. Her soul wanted to eat it. Her Bloodline urged her again and again.

Eat it. Eat it now. Don't worry about anything else.

Even the power deeper within the seals stirred faintly in response to its aura.

Tang Wuling swallowed again.

But she still didn't move.

After shouting for ages, the Little Golden Dragon finally realized something was wrong.

Its excited expression stiffened.

"Wait."

"Don't tell me you're really going to give that to the Silver Dragon?"

Tang Wuling didn't answer.

The Little Golden Dragon's voice shot up.

"No way?!"

"You're serious?!"

"You're really going to hand something this good to the Silver Dragon King yourself?!"

It lost its mind.

Tang Wuling remained silent.

Tang San, who had said nothing beside her, finally frowned at the sight.

Honestly, purely from a father's standpoint, he knew perfectly well that eating something meant for her little sister halfway home was deeply wrong.

Especially when Lin An had personally told Tang Wuling to bring it back for Na'er.

Under normal circumstances, Tang San would never teach his child to do such a thing.

But the problem was...

Circumstances mattered.

A little sister was one thing. The Silver Dragon