After Owl learned everything about Three Thousand Motherly Loves, he made a decision.
He would never tell anyone the truth about this ability.
It was not because the ability was powerful.
Rather, he found it a little embarrassing. Looked at another way, couldn't this ability also be called Mama's Boy King?
"What's wrong, Brother Owl?" Sa could not help asking when she saw his strange expression.
Owl shook his head. "Nothing. I've just more or less figured out how my ability works."
"Then what does it consume?" Trevor asked.
Owl took out a bottle of purified water, opened it, and took a sip. "It's a long story," he said gloomily. "Don't ask."
He had been a perfectly respectable, ambitious young man. How had he become the king of mama's boys?
Everyone was intensely curious about what the ability consumed. Owl seemed to have found the answer, yet refused to share it. Was its cost something embarrassing, or did he have some unspoken difficulty?
"Could it consume s*men? Otherwise, Owl has no reason to hide it," Trevor said, stroking his beard as he discussed it with Jin Dong.
Jin Dong said flatly, "If it really consumes s*men, then the liquor you drank earlier was exchanged for Owl's s*men. Round that off, and doesn't that mean you drank a bottle of Owl's s*men?"
"..."
Trevor somewhat regretted making wild guesses.
"In this dragon's opinion, it might consume secrets. Every living creature has secrets. Perhaps Owl is keeping quiet because the more secrets he has, the stronger this ability becomes," the Coal-Eating Dragon suggested.
It knew of a kind of dragon called the Secret-Keeping Dragon. These dragons spent their entire lives guarding secrets and possessed vast numbers of them. Some were whispered to them by other creatures, while others were hidden truths they