"When did I ever tell you... that I was Dragonkin?"
The Man in Blue left that mild rhetorical question behind, then turned and drifted away.
As he watched him walk out of the garden step by step, the Void Dragon King's eyes flickered, as though he were pondering something.
Ao Yuanchi could sense that his parting words were not a lie. This man truly was not Dragonkin.
He was not Dragonkin, yet the flames in his Golden Eyes burned so fiercely?
What sort of cultivation was that?
He had probably obtained some Dragon Blood through a chance encounter. There were also a few rare objects that could produce such an effect.
Surely he could not be a True Dragon from ancient times?
Heh.
If a True Dragon still lived, it should have returned long ago. After all, even Dragonkin enjoyed such high standing in the world today.
Only when the Man in Blue's leisurely departing figure was about to disappear did Ao Yuanchi call out, "It doesn't matter if you aren't Dragonkin. As long as you're willing to stay at the East Sea Dragon Hall and help me, I guarantee you'll become a Thousand-Scale General within three years and join the Dragon Hall Council. How about it?"
He was taking a certain risk in trying to keep this man.
He did not know where the Man in Blue came from. The man had simply approached him two days earlier, saying that he represented the Fox Demon of Northern Sky and wanted to make a deal.
The Void Dragon King had initially scoffed, but the man's ability to pinpoint his whereabouts showed that he possessed some skill, so he had heard him out.
Who would have thought that the man would touch on precisely the Void Dragon King's sore spot?
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