Under normal circumstances, Kallen would not have drunk that glass of ice water.
The dragon scale in the glass was equivalent to putting one of Aoji's hairs in it.
But under these circumstances, Kallen had no other choice.
He picked up the glass and drained it.
After setting down the empty glass, Kallen took the initiative to pick up the wine bottle and top up the Whip Bearer's glass with red wine.
Fudeng lightly ran his fingertips over the wineglass without picking it up;
then he walked toward the other side of the dragon's back, with Kallen following behind him.
"Daan thinks highly of you. He believes you're being held back in my Whip of Order and wants to transfer you to his Knight Order. What do you think?"
"I only wish to remain in the Whip of Order."
"Is that because I, Fudeng, am standing before you?"
"No, it's because the Whip Bearer is standing before me."
"Heh. The High Priest originally intended to betroth Daina to you and make you his son-in-law."
"Whip Bearer, I already have a fiancée. We have a very good relationship."
"Yes, so I turned him down for you."
"Thank you, Whip Bearer."
"You're capable and young. You have no shortage of ways to advance. Being the High Priest's son-in-law would be a good thing for other people, but for you, the disadvantages would actually outweigh the advantages.
"A clean background is actually quite a good thing. The higher you climb, the more precious it becomes. Don't squander it."
"You give me far too much credit."
"The Divine Temple's people have contacted you, haven't they?"
"Yes. They asked me a few questions."
"You answered very well, on both occasions."
"I..."
"No need to explain. That was what you should have done. You needn't be