"Cough, cough... Since you all already know how things stand, I won't say much more."
The old dragon struggled to move, but even that simple movement made him cough up a mouthful of blood.
Seeing the old dragon's condition, Little White Dragon Ao Tong finally understood.
Everything Ao Jie had said earlier was true!
And they really had reached the critical moment between life and death!
"You're all good children. Once you get out, don't even think about revenge."
"Remember, the elders of our Dragon Tribe paid for your lives with their own!"
"You only need to remember one thing: don't let our Dragon Tribe die out!"
At this point, the old dragon could not help coughing up another mouthful of blood.
After saying those words, the light in the old dragon's eyes visibly dimmed.
For no apparent reason, Little White Dragon Ao Tong's heart suddenly filled with the sorrow of watching a hero in his twilight years.
Yet before this, he had never even met this Grand Elder.
"Go. Once you leave, never come back. Forget our Dragon Tribe's grudges, too. We only want you to live!"
After that, the Grand Elder said nothing more. With a sweep of his dragon claw, he gathered them all away.
"Remember, staying alive is what matters most!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everything before Little White Dragon Ao Tong's eyes went pitch-black.
When he regained consciousness, he discovered that apart from the young dragons, not a single elder of the Dragon Tribe remained around him.
"What should we do next, Brother Ao Jie?"
Looking at Ao Jie, who still had not recovered from the shock, Little White Dragon Ao Tong felt somewhat puzzled.
Although the Dragon Tribe's destruction was truly hard to believe, the Grand Elder had already told them that