"You mean—pure-blooded Dragon Kind?" Amon asked.
"Mm." Wa Master nodded.
"Shouldn't dragons be big lizards with wings?" Amon frowned, his face full of confusion. "Or like Chinese dragons—though I have plenty of Dragon Kind traits now, no matter how you look at it, I'm not a pure-blooded dragon, am I?"
Wa Master let out a long sigh, laden with the helpless exasperation of How can this child know nothing at all?
"It seems you severely lack basic knowledge about Hybrids and Dragon Kind." Her tone gained the patience of a teacher. "Zhou Minhao never told you anything?"
"He told me a little. Like how dragons are humanity's enemies, and Hybrids need to hide themselves and can't let ordinary people know about them..." Amon confessed honestly, like a student being quizzed by a teacher on a passage he was supposed to memorize.
"You have a serious misunderstanding of the forms dragons can take." Wa Master raised a finger and wagged it. "Pure-blooded Dragon Kind aren't necessarily big lizards with wings, or beings like Chinese dragons—that's merely the most typical image of a dragon.
"As the old saying goes: Dragons change without constancy; when they wish to be small, they become like silkworms and caterpillars; when they wish to be great, they hide beneath heaven. Dragons can appear in the forms of all kinds of creatures. Birds, snakes, whales—anything. They may look like birds, snakes, or whales, but in essence, they are dragons." Wa Master paused, her gaze falling on Amon's face. "And high-ranking Dragon Kind... can become human."
The tip of her tail lifted and pointed in Amon's direction.
"Normal Hybrids wouldn't have physiological traits like yours. Once the mutation reaches this degree, it means the proportion of Dragon Blood has seriously exceeded the limit. Usually, at that point, the violent