Jiang Heming was dazed by the blows, stars spinning around his head.
Pain radiated from his face, and before he could believe what was happening, he was slapped several more times.
Then fury overtook him. He staggered backward, and only after steadying himself did he angrily look up to see what on earth had slapped him over and over.
His eyes went wide at the sight.
Before him was a tiny, gleaming golden dragon. Although his surroundings were dark and gloomy, this little golden dragon shone with a light of his own.
Those golden dragon eyes narrowed into vertical slits and stared at him with obvious displeasure. The sight was so overwhelming that Jiang Heming's knees almost buckled, but he forced himself to suppress that discomfort.
The venomous insects and snakes that had been fed his blood grew restless, even attacking indiscriminately in every direction. One venomous snake bit Jiang Heming on the neck.
He winced in pain, flung the snake that had bitten his neck onto the ground, and stomped on it viciously. "Ungrateful wretch! You eat my food and drink my blood, and you still dare bite me?"
Bluish-purple marks began to appear around the bite on Jiang Heming's neck. Within moments, the venom had spread across half his face.
Its potency was plain to see.
The sight nearly made Shen Yangge's scales stand on end. Still, he was a dragon now. Being afraid of these lowly creatures would make him look useless. He couldn't show too much weakness in front of Chu Xuanzhen!
With that thought, Shen Yangge flew a little closer, ready to use his tail to deliver another eighty-one frenzied slaps and batter Jiang Heming beyond even his parents' recognition.
Chu Xuanzhen caught his tail and pulled the little golden dragon back into his arms.