Wang Lilong was delighted, but the Golden Tiger King was not.
On such a joyous day, other Fierce Beasts had actually come knocking to provoke him. How could he possibly tolerate that?
"Good, good, good! I'd like to see who ate the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard, daring to smash up my turf! Boys, with me!"
In a fit of rage, the Golden Tiger King let out an "Awoo!" and sprang from the nest like a gust of wind.
The five great demon generals behind him howled as they surged out after him, forming up behind him in a display of imposing grandeur.
The demons and beasts all stared intently.
There, hovering amid clouds and mist at the cave entrance, was a "miniature" little azure dragon. She was even dressed in a pretty floral dress, hand-sewn by her mother, Liu Ruolan. A schoolbag hung from her foreclaws, stuffed full of all kinds of tutoring materials.
In Liu Ruolan's words, since she would be away from home for so long, she absolutely could not let her Clan School grades fall behind. Even while fighting, she still had to keep up with her studies.
This left Wang Lilong quite depressed. Her mother made it sound as if her grades had ever not been terrible. But from beginning to end, her grades had never risen at all, okay?
Still, out of her "respect and affection" for her mother, she had to at least put on a show.
Yet Wang Lilong's getup left the Fierce Beasts completely dumbfounded. What in the world was this thing?
Only the Golden Tiger King's face tightened, and he grew somewhat solemn. "Y-you're a dragon?"
As a seventh-rank great demon himself, he could smell the powerful aura Wang Lilong had concealed.
"Are you blind?"