Sun Mo's hands, which were holding the book, froze as he stared at Murong Ye in astonishment.
(I know you contributed quite a lot of favorable impression points and also appreciate me a lot. But I didn't think you would be so generous.)
In the Dragon Subduing Academy, there was a rule. Regardless of students or teachers, even if they had passed the trial and gained access to the Giant Dragon Great Hall, they had to be observed for three years, and the headmasters would only bestow the ancient dragon language to them should they have proven their loyalty.
There was even another hidden rule. If you were not a barbarian, no matter how outstanding your performance was, you wouldn't get to learn this language.
Sun Mo didn't know these secrets, but when he heard the words 'dragon language', he also knew how valuable this book in Murong Ye's hands was.
"Many thanks for headmaster Murong's good intention, but I cannot accept this!"
