Baccara came closer, and the smell became stronger which convinced her even more, "Are you a descendant of that hardened-water dragon?"
Tang Shaoyang chuckled after hearing how Baccara called Kankara'Xeo. Hardened-water dragon, meaning ice dragon. She was not wrong that ice was hardened-water, but it sounded funny when she said it.
"I wish I was Kankara'Xeo's descendant, but I am not. Since you know Kankara'Xeo, you should also know my class, right?"
Someone who knew Kankara'Xeo should have knowledge of his class. If she knew about his class, she would figure out where the smell came from.
"So you are a cursed dragon that integrates with Kankara'Xeo?" Baccara had a smile. Her guest was partly right.
"I am not a dragon either. I am hu…" Tang Shaoyang paused. He was no longer a human, he was Tang. A race he developed himself, "I am Tang…." He explained what Tang was to Baccara, not minding sharing his secret with the spirit.
