"Master, I'll follow your order."
"Good!" Nan Fang nodded in satisfaction, but his face remained cold. "Elder Long, I hope you won't be like those old men. You've to follow whatever I said!"
Elder Long trembled; cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He understood that this time he had said too much and made his master angry.
"I've said too much. Master, please forgive me."
The coldness on Nan Fang's face gradually faded. "You can go," he said calmly.
Elder Longar bowed in respect and retreated.
None of them looked at the black dragon again, as if it had already disappeared...
Inside the huge cage, the black dragon's eyes were bloodshot, and the electricity that struck it had rendered it senseless.
Powerful rage surged through its heart, making it lose all of its senses.
'These people are going to hurt Little Nine!
'How dare you!'
