Amid the clouds and mist, a beautiful woman frowned and turned to look at the long-haired man behind her.
"Third Brother, this doesn't look easy. Your target seems utterly devoted to that boy."
The long-haired man smiled faintly.
"It's fine, Rongrong. This is only a minor deviation. Since her feelings exceed our expectations, we only need to adjust the plan around this variable."
Then he leaned close to the woman's ear and whispered something.
The woman's eyes lit up. She then looked at him with half admiration and half helplessness.
"Isn't that too ruthless? Won't this really break her?"
"It will." The man did not conceal the consequences, speaking calmly. "But it's a necessary process. That boy is bound to die anyway. Making her one of us is for her own good. How could one see a rainbow without weathering the storm? Rongrong, you should understand that."
"Mm, I understand."
The woman suddenly fell silent, looking as though she wanted to speak but hesitated.
The man said lightly:
"Rongrong, ask whatever you want. Given our relationship, there's no need for you to worry so much."
Hearing this, the woman made up her mind and asked uneasily:
"Third Brother, don't you think that boy is rather strange? His name, and his looks, they both seem..."
The man chuckled softly.
"I know what you mean. I think you're overthinking it."
With his hands behind his back, he said evenly:
"Leaving everything else aside, I can't sense any bloodline resonance between us. That proves he has no blood relation to me. If anything, it's the opposite. He actually carries the Golden Dragon King's bloodline. That was half of the Dragon God. If I can claim his bloodline for myself, then even if Destruction harbors ill intentions toward me, I can easily suppress him."