Forget the rest, just the thought of those hundreds of little mouths at home waiting to be fed fills Liu Zhenhan with more dread than facing a giant dragon.
Money! What a curse! Liu Zhenhan sighed deeply, even contemplating robbery.
In a spur of the moment decision to ally himself with the Frost Giant Dragon of Tamerlarya, Liu Zhenhan did not do so for the dragon's combat power. He wasn't worried about the bandits in the wild lands; he had his three Golden Figures, his Wolf Fang Club, Helen's dual-element magic Komodo War Beast. Even if their strength compared to the dragon had a gap, it was minuscule.
He was lured by the legendary treasure guarded by the dragons.
Dragons are known for hoarding gold coins. How rich must a dragon be! The thought made Liu Zhenhan's blood boil.
This thought was contemptuous, so he didn't dare to tell Helen, stealthily hiding five huge beast skin bags.
