"Hmm? What are you three doing here?"
The Blue Dragon Wyrmling noticed the three dragons too and spoke with a hint of wariness.
"Yulis's older brother, Naifeisi.
What are you doing here? Don't tell me you want revenge on Xiluo for your younger brother? I'm telling you! Xiluo isn't afraid of you!"
The young she-dragon Alicia bared her teeth.
Her expression said that neither of the brothers was anything special.
"..."
Naifeisi gave Alicia a speechless look and said:
"You're overthinking it.
We're still inside the Dragonkind Tournament's Small World, after all.
I wouldn't dare come here for revenge.
I only came to congratulate Lord Xiluo."
After saying that, he turned to Xiluo.
"A splendid victory, Lord Xiluo!
A thirty-year-old legendary dragon-I've never seen one in all my life.
But this is only the beginning.
Once you've reached this level,
your enemies will grow stronger and stronger too.
And those powerful enemies will also be very wealthy.
Other dragons should easily be able to obtain at least one mutated bloodline for themselves.
When that time comes, Lord Xiluo, you mustn't let your guard down."
"!"
Xiluo looked at Naifeisi, the golden dragon.
Something stirred in his mind.
What is this fellow trying to tell me?
That I only won because I used those three million-plus gold coins to temporarily boost my strength?
That I shouldn't underestimate other dragons?
He blinked and said:
"Your reminder is well taken. I never underestimate any enemy."
"By the way.
Tomorrow is my final against a Sub-Iron Dragon.
If you're interested, Lord Xiluo, you're welcome to watch."
Naifeisi added.
"Understood." Xiluo nodded as well.
Then Naifeisi nodded and left.
Watching his draconic silhouette recede,
the Blue Dragon Wyrmling scoffed again:
"Tch~ What a strange fellow. He actually wants to invite us to watch his match?