"What I hate most... is... snakes!!!"
After being beaten for more than half an hour, Long Heng was covered in bloody wounds, and his set of low-level magical artifacts was badly damaged.
He could no longer see Ye Fei or Feng An, but he knew that undying old snake demon Feng An was watching him get beaten.
After taking blow after blow, his consciousness had begun to grow hazy. Then some deeply buried emotion was stirred up.
He had once been a sea serpent, a branch of the Serpent Clan.
But ever since his birth, those who had hurt him, hunted him, and wanted to wipe him out had always been members of the Serpent Clan!
"There's no chance now. A true dragon cub without a true dragon's aura... let's leave it at that."
Ye Fei watched as the blood energy throughout Long Heng's body erupted. With a sudden surge of strength, he leaped onto the giant snake's head and tore off its scales with his bare hands...
He knew Feng An's plan had failed completely.
Long Heng was indeed a true dragon, but that proud attitude of the Dragon Race would never awaken in him.
Still, the explosive suppression inherent to the Dragon Race had appeared. It was just a little mutated...
Ye Fei thought this outcome was pretty good. He really did not want the adorable Little Dragon Person to suddenly become a "Dragon Lord" who looked down his nose at everyone and considered himself noble.
"This isn't bad either. It's different from what I expected, but raising a true dragon without the Dragon Race's rotten temper will be more interesting!"
Feng An snorted in displeasure, then found a reason to claim that he was actually very happy.
"..."
Jun Mo sat in the snow, holding the fish