Peter smiled faintly reminiscing the past. Then he glanced at the young masters following behind their father. They resembled their father so much, even the glint in their eyes and arrogant gaze inside it could scare a normal beastman. He was sure that their poison would be much more potent than the other snake beastmen.
"Did the young masters start their training your majesty?" Peter asked curiously
Blake raised his brows and looked at the little snakes "They always escape from me by sticking with their mother"
The little snakes halted in their place and hissed 'Ssss' "Mama says that we are still babies"
"Yeah yeah, you little rascals" he chuckled, then he turned towards Peter "They practice themselves sometimes, controlling poison is quite easy for them, they can already produce a poison which can kill an adult beastman in their fangs"
