"No." Chen Mu stepped forward and shook his head.
"No? Then how did our clan's Sacred Beast..." Qin Haoran stopped halfway, as though something had occurred to him. "Don't tell me that beast failed to recognize Mount Tai standing before it, tried to attack you, and ended up being..."
"It did try to attack us." Chen Mu nodded in confirmation.
Knowing just how fiercely Qin Xuanji protected her son, Qin Haoran immediately declared, "In that case, the beast deserved to die! At worst, we'll find another Saint Dragon and tame it."
Chen Mu smiled at that. "You've misunderstood, Uncle. I didn't kill it."
With that, Chen Mu took out the photograph imprisoning the Azure-Scaled Saint Dragon.
"Is that... a painting?" Qin Haoran was puzzled. What was Chen Mu trying to do by taking out a palm-sized painting?
A closer look revealed that the image depicted none other than the Qin clan's guardian Sacred Beast.
A flame resembling a little snake rose from Chen Mu's fingertip and burned the photograph to ashes.
Immediately, the void overhead shattered, and a thirty-thousand-meter azure-scaled dragon flew out!
Although a dragon's head could not display the same wealth of expressions as a human face, the terror on its face was still unmistakable.
Within that space, everything had been frozen except thought.
The Azure-Scaled Saint Dragon had believed it would be imprisoned there for the rest of its life, suffering eternal solitude.
Thus, when it saw the void split open and regained control of its body, it flew out without a second thought.
Meeting Chen Mu's eyes, it shuddered in fright, then turned around to flee.
"Stop!" Seeing this, Qin Haoran immediately called out, bringing the Azure-Scaled Saint Dragon to a halt.
"Oh! If it isn't little Haoran." Upon seeing Qin Haoran, the Azure-Scaled Saint Dragon