Curiosity flickered in Xiluo's eyes.
The hyena-people also noticed Xiluo and his fellow uninvited guests at that moment.
They began yelping one after another.
They picked up the iron-tipped spears on the ground and gathered around Matriarch Bāyǎn.
Bāyǎn also raised her head and looked at the four dragons. Xiluo noticed an extremely deep scar over the fat matriarch's right eye.
Only her left eye was intact.
Her lone eye showed a trace of surprise as she looked at the four dragons, but she did not panic.
Instead, she slowly braced herself against the animal hide and stood up.
"Oh... Tīgǔ, what did you just say? Dragon lord? You've acknowledged these dragons as your masters?"
"Yes, great matriarch," Tīgǔ replied.
At that answer, Bāyǎn studied the four dragons with interest.
"Hyena, mind your attitude! You should show humility and fear before mighty dragons! Who gave you permission to look at us like that?"
The Red Dragon Whelp stepped forward, his body naturally radiating terrifying heat that made the surrounding air ripple slightly.
Fierce draconic might bore down on Bāyǎn.
"Wyrmling! Don't try to frighten us with such pointless tricks! There are over seventy hyena-people here.
"You're just a bunch of wyrmlings. Would you really dare fight us?
"Didn't you come here to make us submit?
"That's not impossible. You just have to agree to one condition," Bāyǎn said calmly.
She did have a certain presence.
Of course, that was indeed the case.
If these had been four ordinary wyrmlings, they would naturally have had little chance against so many hyena-people.
Unfortunately, Xiluo and the other three were anything but ordinary wyrmlings.
By now.
Thanks to Xiluo's efforts, even the weak Allen and Abel had reached level 7.
They were strong enough to rival ordinary young dragons.
Not to mention Xiluo