"I…" The young Dragon froze at Xuefeng's gaze, unable to handle the pressure. "I'm not lying! He really wasn't a member of Dragon Race!"
"Then why is your City Lord saying otherwise?" Xuefeng questioned while snapping his fingers to awaken sparks of Lightning from his palm. "Are you saying he is lying to me instead?"
"That's right! I was there and I saw everything. They must have seen wrong from afar," the young Dragon explained hurriedly as if his life depended on it and called out to everyone, "The person that was killed was a human who insulted our guests! He deserved his death!"
"Guests?" the City Lord repeated as he squinted his eyes at Xuefeng. "We are in the middle of the Sacred Month. When did you arrive at the Dragon Realm?"
The politeness in City Lord's voice was thrown out of the window the moment Xuefeng threatened with his lightning. He wasn't worried though as Ming had already informed him about the power difference.
