"What a little cutie."
Watson reached out with his hand and patted the sleeping bag dragon on his shoulder. With a flip of his hand, two sun fruits immediately appeared in his hand. After the sleeping bag dragon happily ate them, he turned his gaze to Casey.
"Casey, you said you'd do anything if I gave you a Blessings from the Gods and Demons potion."
"That's right, Watson." Casey nodded.
I want you to kneel and beg me. Is that even possible? "
"That—"
Casey looked troubled. He turned his head to look at Daniel and the other members of the Ptolemy family behind him. It was not just Daniel; the other members of the Ptolemy family shook their heads.
Asking someone to kneel was too difficult, especially for Casey. As the Ptolemy family's second young master, someone who might succeed in the position of the family head in the future, if he were to kneel before Watson in front of so many people, he would lose all his dignity.
