Upon hearing Goulong's request, the leader of the Feather Dragons looked at Ye Chen with a face full of question marks.
"I'm not sick, why would I take medicine… Hey!" It shouted.
Ye Chen had already taken out a few pieces of Dragon Claw Grass from his inventory. Then, he immediately grabbed its head and stuffed it into its mouth.
No matter what, the leader of the Feather Dragons was a Divine Beast that had only lived for a hundred years. How could it be ambushed by him? It immediately shook Ye Chen off and retreated to the side.
"Little White, why are you resisting so much? This guy is going to possess you later. It won't hurt you!" Ye Chen went up to it without giving up. "It has little mental energy. Don't delay. You have to do what it wants!"
