In the Mastiff Dragon Tribe, the chubby chief was sitting on a chair, eating the food offered by the woman beside him.
The confidant who had just returned was telling him the Holy Dragon city's conditions in full detail, not daring to falsify or hide anything.
After hearing that the Holy Dragon City wanted him to kill the protector and hand over all the treasures, his fat body suddenly jumped up from the chair and slapped his confidant's face, causing blood to flow from his mouth and nose.
trash, you're all a bunch of trash. You've completely disgraced the Mastiff Dragon Tribe!
Not seeing the venomous eyes of his confidant, the clan leader sneered and looked in the direction of the floating metal Island. "It seems that the other party's goal is not small. It is definitely not something that can be dismissed with a little benefit!
