It was discovered that it had not yet hatched.
You may try to incubate it.
You have many dragons; it should be quite easy for you."
Mr. Tao was puzzled, but in the end, he did not inquire further: "Thank you, Mr. Tao."
"Go on." Mr. Tao waved his hand and spoke.
Only after Mr. Tao had left did Mr. Tao retract his gaze.
His eyes were profound, with unfathomable depths.
In the end, he lifted a teacup and sipped his tea.
No one knew what he was truly thinking.
Nor what he was about to do.
Mr. Tao returned with the dragon egg, which left others somewhat astonished.
"Why is there yet another dragon egg?" Tang Ya felt there were rather too many dragons.
"It seems it hasn't awakened yet." The Red Dragon looked at the dragon egg and said: "Let's take this opportunity to fry it, have you ever eaten egg fried rice?"
The Golden Dragon said to the Red Dragon: "You might as well sell it, it could support those fairy guards."
