"Nothing feels better than a full stomach. Ye Fei, why did you take so long to get here? Ever since I saw Players coming over, I've been looking for you, but I waited and waited. It took forever for you to finally arrive..."
After finishing his feast, Little Golden Dragon clapped his hands and burned the bones, turning them into bone charcoal to keep as materials before running over to Ye Fei.
Then, after adjusting his body into a slightly more normal form, he naturally coiled around Ye Fei's arm.
"We had to wait until everyone finished what they were doing before coming to watch the God King's coronation. You just waited here like a fool the whole time, without even asking the Dragon King and the others to bring you something to eat?"
Ye Fei stroked the dragon head that had naturally settled on his shoulder. Why did this future God King seem even more meek than before?
"Father died, and Prime Minister Turtle died too. Electric Eel General was carrying Father's Dragon Pearl and Prime Minister Turtle's true spirit, and I temporarily sealed him..."
At the mention of the Dragon King and Prime Minister Turtle, Little Golden Dragon went from the happiness of a full stomach to brimming with tears.
Blinking in distress, Little Golden Dragon clutched Ye Fei's clothes with his little claws, opened his mouth, and began to cry...
Neither he nor the Dragon Palace had participated in the God War, but they had still been dragged into the God King Contest.
But at the time, only those few from the Dragon Palace had been dragged in. Because of his earlier orders, none of the Dragon Race had come to participate in the God King Contest.
The others participating in the God War had come in