I Am a Celestial Dragon

Moyun cautiously leaned close to Iceburg's ear and whispered a few words.

Then he immediately took several steps back and, with remarkable foresight, covered his ears.

"What did you say? Y-you... you're actually a Celestial Dragon?"

Iceburg's eyes widened instantly. He stared at Moyun in disbelief, wondering whether what he had said was true.

This kid hadn't disappeared for a while and come back with a broken brain, had he?

How could a Celestial Dragon possibly look like him, though Iceburg had never actually seen one.

Weren't Celestial Dragons always said to be an extremely arrogant bunch?

And how could a Celestial Dragon become a pirate?

For a moment, Iceburg had far too many questions he wanted to ask.

Moyun, meanwhile, waited quietly for him to digest the fact.

After an unknown amount of time, Iceburg finally asked cautiously, "Are you really a Celestial Dragon?"

Moyun smiled helplessly, then nodded.

With that identity, the other pirates should not be able to touch the bank so easily.

"But how can you make other people believe it?"

"I know what the Celestial Dragon mark looks like. I have one on me."

Every Celestial Dragon had a unique mark somewhere on their body. It could be located on different parts of the body, but the mark itself was always the same. It was a trait exclusive to Celestial Dragons.

In this world, it could be said that no one dared imitate it.

Celestial Dragons placed great importance on bloodlines. If anyone dared imitate them carelessly and was discovered, they would incur their fierce wrath.

"Then do you know what that means?"

Iceburg's expression was complicated. If the bank bore a Celestial Dragon's mark, it meant the entire island was that Celestial Dragon's territory.

But this place had originally belonged to the government anyway,