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

Mo Shitian waved his hand, signaling Mo Luo, who was kneeling on the ground, to step back.

"You're going to see him next? Can you trust that old man's words? It's been so long since he's seen the world."

Ming Qing felt a little admiration when he thought about how the other party had been sealed for longer than both of them had lived.

The Azure Dragon is the only dragon in the world that has transformed from a jiao (a type of dragon-like creature). For some unknown reason, it was suddenly sealed away by the former Dragon Lord on charges of rebellion.

Ming Qing couldn't help but scoff, "You think the former Dragon Lord couldn't stand others being stronger than him, and that constituted treason? That's quite interesting."

"I remember when he sealed you away, he also said you would bring disaster to the world, right?"

As Mo Shitian listened to someone's gloating tone, a dark light flickered in his calm eyes.

"To shut up"

"I have my own plans."

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"Ooh!"

As soon as the cub got up, it found everything went black. It was so frightened that it sat up, pulled out the thing that was holding its head, blinked, and stared at the soft, black object in front of it.

After the dragon energy was absorbed by the cub yesterday, it lost its golden color, and even its sturdy eggshell-like structure changed.

"Woo-hoo woo-hoo"

What the hell? How could it possibly be placed on my head?

"Clang"

Mo Shan'an threw the golden ball away without a second thought, showing not a trace of regret on his face.

Why hasn't he transformed back into human form yet? And looking around, how come he's suddenly back on the dragon side?

Mo Shan'an jumped off the bed and landed right in front of some unidentified object. He disgustedly pushed aside the thing blocking his way, thinking it was trying to get his head stuck.

After thinking about it, he got angry again and stomped on it a few more times.

"Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo"

If he finds out who put it there, he'll put a sack over it and beat him so badly he won't even recognize his own mother.

"woke up?"

Mo Shan'an looked over and saw that the other person seemed to have been in the house the whole time.

"Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo"

He angrily complained to the man that someone had covered his head with this rubbish, and that there were thieves among the dragons!

The man stood tall and straight, his cold and aloof face gradually showing a hint of helplessness. After hearing the little guy's words, he was speechless.

"No thieves"

"Woo-chi"

He even sneaked into my room and put a hood over my head! Luckily, he didn't hit me.

Daring to mess with the powerful, back when he had a group of underlings, he was in a pretty bad situation, but he was never outmaneuvered by anyone!

Looking at the cub that had returned to normal, Di Moxiao suddenly felt that this one was more like it had been switched.

"Woo-hoo woo-hoo"

Forget it, let's just bear with this humiliation for now.

Mo Shan'an happily flew onto the man's shoulder and told him about how she had defeated the monster on stage that day.

"Woo-hoo"

Am I awesome?

"Hmm, impressive."

Although the man witnessed the cub's victory, he still preferred the scene the cub had personally described to him.

"Your Highness!"

Mo Shan'an was stunned when he saw the crowd gathered at the door. What had he done wrong that required so many people to block him?

"Ooh!"

"Ahem, you've all frightened the young prince."

Tenglong restrained himself and then stopped these loud-mouthed juniors, saying it was simply outrageous.

"Your Highness has forgotten me. I fed you milk fruit yesterday."

When Mo Shan'an saw this usually serious elder smiling like a chrysanthemum, he was immediately startled.

What yesterday? What milk fruit? This young master hates these milky, mushy fruits the most. He would never eat them, absolutely never.

Di Moxiao knew that the cub was particularly resistant to the fruit after regaining consciousness. Looking at the messy doorway, he released his dragon pressure, and the noisy crowd instantly became as quiet as chickens.

"Ahem, Your Highness, I'll put it here for you."

A young dragon man wisely placed the fruit he was carrying on the round table in the courtyard and reluctantly turned and left.

Then everyone saw this and put it on the table one after another. When there wasn't enough room on the table, they put it on the ground.

When only the old man remained, Tenglong met Longjun's gaze, paused, and immediately became serious.

"Actually, there's another matter I wanted to discuss with the Dragon Lord today."

Seeing that the old man truly had something to report, Di Moxiao led Mo Shan'an to sit down on a chair and handed him a small bottle of dragon blood.

"Finish drinking"

Elder Tenglong smelled the blood in the bottle, and the smell belonged to the Dragon Lord. He was somewhat surprised, and the glint in his eyes flickered a few times.

"What's the matter?"

Di Moxiao raised his hand and picked out the cub's favorite food from a pile of milk fruits, tore off a small piece and handed it to Mo Shan'an.

The latter was indeed hungry. After drinking the strange-tasting juice, he started munching on the fruit in his hand.

While eating, Mo Shan'an secretly thought that he must ask the Dragon Clan where the kitchen was next time, otherwise it would be hard to endure ten days without meat.

Elder Tenglong silently noted down the fruit that the young prince ate the most. It turned out that the young prince didn't like milk fruit. He wouldn't bring that next time.

"There was some unusual activity in the Black Sea. I initially thought it was just some sea monster causing trouble, but it turned out to be him. He's really been hiding himself well."

The old man spoke with an extremely solemn expression. The matter was of great importance, and he himself was unsure of what to do.

"Canglong is still alive..."

Tenglong thought of his good friend with whom he had fought in various battles back then. When he heard news of him again, everything had changed.

"He was sealed away for tens of thousands of years. I thought he had long since turned into bones. I never expected this. How foolish I was."

The Azure Dragon was severely injured and had its tendons pulled out. The Soaring Dragon went to see it once, but received no news and heard no movement, so it thought the Azure Dragon was dead.

Listening to the old man's tone of disappointment, Mo Shan'an felt a mix of love and hate; it was too complicated. Did he want him to die, or did he want him to live?

Di Moxiao was not surprised to hear this news. Instead, he saw that after the cub finished eating one, he tore open another one for him.

"How does the elder intend to handle this?"

Tenglong was somewhat surprised by the Dragon Lord's question. Shouldn't this be a decision for him to make?

"How does the Dragon Lord intend to handle this?"

The old man cautiously questioned the man in front of him, then lowered his head, not daring to speak again.

"I will pretend I never heard the elder say that today."

After listening, Tenglong frowned. Was the Dragon Lord planning to turn a blind eye and let the Azure Dragon come out? Why was that?

"I have never mentioned this matter to the Dragon Lord."

The person watching from the sidelines was completely confused. What kind of riddle were these two playing? They clearly said it, so how did it become that they didn't say it?