The Golden Mane Lion King, king among low-grade immortal beasts, a True Immortal Realm powerhouse—every movement it made carried the aura of a king, enough to make one's heart tremble in fear.
Yet this mighty and imposing Demon Pet, facing the little fellow Nie Yun had brought, merely heard a roar and was so frightened that it burrowed beneath the table. Everyone's jaws dropped, and they stared at one another, utterly bewildered.
The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon drew far too much attention. Even after arriving in the Spirit Realm, Nie Yun had still kept it in Disguise. To outsiders, it looked like nothing more than the most ordinary member of the Dragon Race.
"This..."
"Are my eyes playing tricks on me? That mongrel dragon roared once, and the Golden Mane Lion King collapsed in fright? What's going on?"
"What the hell is this..."
It was not only Iron Dragon City's young talents who stood dumbfounded. Even Cousin Ye Qin and Wang Zhong, the Golden Mane Lion King's owner, failed to react.
"Golden Mane, what are you doing? Get up this instant and kill that mongrel dragon!"
Wang Zhong's face turned crimson as though blood were about to drip from it, and he let out a furious roar.
The Golden Mane Lion King's actions had utterly disgraced him.
"Roar!"
Under its master's forceful command, the Golden Mane Lion King hesitated for a moment before crawling out from beneath the table. It lifted its head and carefully examined Little Dragon. Seeing that it was merely an ordinary member of the Dragon Race, it finally relaxed, resumed its proud and majestic bearing, strode forward in two steps, and let out a provocative roar.
"Roar!"
Before its roar had even ended, Little Dragon glanced at it sideways and snorted.
The sound was not as loud