After crawling out of the eggshell, I decided to be a salted fish (a lazy person).

They arrived at the Dragon Clan with great excitement. When Di Moxiao appeared carrying a black baby dragon, the Dragon Clan members were all stunned on the spot.

This is the Dragon King's cub!!!

Especially Yuehua, whose eyes shone as he stared at the little dragon cub in the Dragon Lord's arms. It had only been a few days since they last met, and their dragon clan already had a cub.

"Dragon Lord? Is this the Crown Prince's child?"

Di Moxiao's face darkened instantly, and he gave the person in front of him a deep look. "What do you think?"

Yuehua immediately realized that the baby dragon's color was too similar to someone else's.

"Yes, it belongs to the Dragon Lord?"

This time, Di Moxiao did not answer him directly. Seeing this, everyone else understood, and what followed was disbelief: when did the Dragon Lord find a partner?

Moreover, dragon eggs take a very long time to hatch, and the Dragon King kept it a secret from them for so long.

"Great, great! I'll go prepare the things the cub needs for His Highness."

Yuehua was going to tell Tenglong this good news; that guy would definitely be even more excited than him.

Mo Shan'an, who had been being scrutinized in his arms, began to feel uncomfortable. What happened to the food they were promised?!

"Roar"

The other dragons became even more excited upon hearing the baby dragon's voice. If it weren't for the fact that the Dragon King was holding it, they would have already gone up to touch it.

"Is Your Highness hungry?"

"I'll go get some food for the young prince."

The baby dragon was hungry, which was a top priority. Everyone else went to collect the things they liked when they were young, all in an effort to make a good impression on the dragon cub.

"Ow"

The cub didn't know why the group of people had left again. It looked at the golden pillar, its pupils wide with shock.

"Woo-hoo"

He wanted Di Moxiao to let him go, but the latter glanced at the pillar, then hugged it and approached the pillar.

"Woo-hoo woo-hoo"

This is mine from now on.

After saying that, he stretched out his little paw and patted the pillar to indicate that he had marked it and it was his.

Di Moxiao heard his words but didn't think anything was wrong; as long as the little guy liked it, that was fine.

Okay, here you go.

"Woo-hoo"

Mo Shan'an tilted his head and sized up the person who could understand him. His follower was stupid; he couldn't understand him and couldn't keep up with him. He needed to find a new one.

"I understand."

"Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo"

If you understand, then you can become my new follower.

Regardless of the man's strange expression, the little dragon cub arrogantly raised its chin, touched the cylinder, and patted his arm contentedly, indicating that he could leave.

attendant??

Di Moxiao seemed a little out of sync with the strange language the cub was speaking, and led him to the place he pointed to.

"Where?"

"Woo-hoo woo-hoo"

Look at my newly acquired territory

The cub shook its head, clearly very satisfied with this place.

Then, Mo Shan'an jumped down from the man's arms and, right under Di Moxiao's nose, excitedly rushed up to the glittering golden hall.

"Woo-hoo woo-hoo"

Mine, mine, all mine.

The young dragon went from excitedly baring its teeth to gradually stomping ferociously, and finally saw that someone had stepped on it before it had even finished marking.

"Ow"

He glared at the person approaching him, then ran to block him. Di Moxiao looked down and saw the cub blocking his way, asking in confusion, "Can't I come up here?"

"Woo-hoo woo-hoo"

Di Moxiao looked at the aggrieved cub. He seemed to ask only one question, but the cub kept saying that this was its own.

"Dragon Lord, how could you treat the young prince like this?"

When Yuehua arrived with Tenglong, she heard the dragon cub's voice and, without regard for the dragon cub's status, scolded him with a look of heartache.

"The little prince is still young, how can you bully him like this?"

When Tenglong heard Yuehua say that the Dragon Lord had a cub, he didn't believe it. Now, staring in astonishment at the little black dragon on the ground, he was so shocked that he couldn't move, afraid that it would disappear in the blink of an eye.

"Waaaaah!!"

When the young dragon saw another person stepping on it, all his previous efforts were for nothing!

"What's wrong? Is Your Highness feeling unwell?"

Upon hearing this, Tenglong, disregarding the Dragon Lord who was still blocking his way, hurriedly went to check on the situation, for this was the only cub of the dragon race.

Di Moxiao frowned as he looked at the two elders in front of him, who had already ignored him. He squatted down and began to try to pick up the little guy on the ground.

"I,"

"Your Highness must have other matters to attend to, right? It's alright, we two old men will keep an eye on the young prince for you."

Di Moxiao stepped forward and scooped up the sulking little guy, ignoring the shouts of the two elders behind him, and pressed down on the cub that was trying to escape.

"You don't want the Ballon d'Or anymore?"

"Woo-hoo"

Yes, why not? Since the golden house is gone, we must have delicious food.

Seeing that Mo Shan'an had been yelled at again and immediately became obedient, as if he wasn't the one who had resisted just now, the man gave a doting smile.

"The Dragon King won't take care of his cubs."

Elder Yuehua watched Di Moxiao's departing figure with a worried expression, sighing regretfully in her heart, "I was just a little bit away from embracing him."

"Yes, what if something happens to the young prince!"

In their eyes, the baby dragon needed to be carefully protected. It looked like the little dragon had just hatched not long ago, and they were worried that something might happen to it.

Tenglong completely forgot that there could be any dangerous people in the Dragon Clan, but for him, the Dragon Lord was the greatest danger.

"Should we let the prince come down?"

Their eyes met, and they immediately recalled the scene of Di Yexuan being uneducated and good-for-nothing in his childhood, going down the mountain every day. No, what if the little prince is just like him!

"Woo-hoo"

Give it to me quickly

He looked up longingly at the golden sphere in the man's hand, which was filled with a wonderful fragrance.

Di Moxiao suddenly wanted to tease him, so he moved the object in his hand to the left, and the little guy's eyes followed the golden ball in his hand to the left.

"Roar"

After several attempts, he finally realized that the person on the other end had been playing him, and angrily roared at him.

Di Moxiao narrowed his eyes, deciding to show the little guy what a dragon is like.

After the man disappeared from the spot, a golden dragon appeared in his place, circling in the air. Its golden scales shone even more brightly in the room, making it seem sacred and inviolable.

Mo Shan'an glanced at it, then looked down at himself, their identical golden pupils meeting.

"Roar"

A dragon's roar resounded throughout Dragon God Mountain. The dragons were all shaken upon hearing it, immediately putting down what they were doing and transforming into dragons to roar along with it.

"Roar"

The Dragon Lord's roar is a call to action, so the dragons, filled with fervor, warn the tribes a hundred miles away to behave themselves or they will be torn apart.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, both demons and humans were nearly scared away. Was the dragon clan preparing to mobilize the entire race? Whom were they going to settle scores with?

"Is the Dragon Clan making such a grand display to attack the Demon Clan?"

Some lesser demons huddled in the bushes, trembling, listening to the dragon's roar lingering in the air. They couldn't afford to mess with it.

"Don't joke around. Mo Shitian and the Dragon Lord are at least evenly matched. Besides, the previous Dragon Lord could only barely seal that demon in the wilderness. The demons still managed to come out."

If you want to fight the demons now, unless all the races unite again, do you think they're pushovers?