"Why do their life and death matter to me?"
The Dark Ancestral Dragon sneered, "Cold-blooded indifference, that's who I am. You should be concerned about that guy, you've got the wrong target in mind."
Lin Chen nonchalantly laughed, "Same thing really, only after I've handled the Three-Saint Sect can I care about other things."
Obviously, the 'other things' Lin Chen mentioned meant finding the method to cut off their fetters. Only by breaking the Fetters between the two of them could the Dark Ancestral Dragon truly exist independently, not fearing the punishment of the Heavenly Dao, and not needing to hide inside the Linglong Tower all the time.
Lin Chen was telling the Dark Ancestral Dragon that we can help each other out, the sooner you help me, the sooner I can help you.
The Dark Ancestral Dragon let out a cold snort but said no more.
Lin Chen took out the Image Recording Stone, found the right angle, and then began recording himself.
