Mo Lin looked at the silver scale Gu Yuena had forcibly embedded in his chest and sighed mournfully. How was he supposed to explain this thing to Qian Renxue and Hu Liena?
Gu Yuena looked at Mo Lin's conflicted expression and asked somewhat displeasedly, "Why do you look so upset?"
"And you're asking me? Why did you stick one of your scales into my chest for no reason? You wanted me to carry it close to my body—I could've just strung it on a cord!" Even now, Mo Lin could not understand what Gu Yuena had been thinking with this move.
Mo Lin did not understand Gu Yuena's actions, and Gu Yuena did not understand why Mo Lin was reacting so strongly. She was the Silver Dragon King! A God King-level deity! Anything from her body, even a single dragon scale, would be a top-tier treasure in this lower world, let alone this dragon scale, which she had spent time specially "designing."
However, as a god, Gu Yuena naturally would not reveal her emotions over such a trivial matter. She explained, "Besides allowing me to conveniently travel to your side, this dragon scale will also greatly benefit you. Consider it the first gift of thanks for treating my soul injuries. Originally, I planned to give it to you just like that, but your movements were far too practiced. You toss anything and everything into your Soul Tool. It wouldn't be safe even if you wore it as an ornament—who knows when you might store it away again.
"So I thought, you can be considered half a dragon clan member, and your bloodline is special. I wanted to fuse the dragon scale directly into your body. That way, it would not only be safer, but it would also work better for