A Prospective Daoist: Ying Lingzhu

The shopkeeper silently took a step back, secretly rejoicing.

Fortunately, he had read the situation early and had not laid hands on that little girl. Otherwise, he probably would not have been able to clean up this mess now~

He had known it. That little girl was so reckless; she definitely had backing. He just had not expected that backing to arrive so quickly, and with such force~

Amid the deathly silence, the true dragon Long Aotian, who had been sent flying and was frozen stiff like a dragon statue, suddenly came back to his senses and sprang up from the ground with a carp leap.

Before he had even risen halfway, light flashed around him, and he instantly transformed into a middle-aged man with an honest-looking face and muscles bulging all over his body. He hurriedly sidled up to Sacred Venerable Yunhai. "Aotian greets Sacred Venerable."

His face bore an eager smile, as though he had absolutely no awareness that he ought to be angry after being slapped.

In truth, although Sacred Venerable Yunhai's slap had looked immensely imposing, he had not actually struck hard. Otherwise, Long Aotian would not still be bouncing around now without even spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"You are a true dragon, yet you used your strength to bully the weak and bullied my disciple? My disciple is only a child of a little over four hundred years old~~" Sacred Venerable Yunhai glanced at him with a half-smile. "Tell me, how should this matter be resolved?"

"Well..." Long Aotian scratched the back of his head, looking embarrassed and miserable. "Sacred Venerable, please be magnanimous and do not hold a petty man's faults against him. It is not easy for this little dragon to earn a living under the Ying Clan."

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