Vincent Wolf had the dragon descend quite a distance from his home.
After all, flying on a dragon above the city was too showy, and Vincent believed it was not in line with his low-key and introverted nature.
Moreover, Vincent didn't have a license to ride a flying mount, so if he were to be found out, he would be fined!
Contemplating getting a pet riding license one day, Vincent chose a taxi as usual. However, the taxi driver looked at him with a weird gaze, as if he were looking at a kindred spirit.
Vincent felt baffled until Evan sat beside him, and then he understood the driver's implication.
"You lecherous old man, even a tablet is attractive to you!"
The taxi leisurely arrived at Vincent's place, and before leaving, he glared at the driver, releasing a bit of Intimidation, which made the driver's face turn pale, his hands and feet cold, and he didn't move for a long time.
Vincent glared and left, but of course, he paid the fare as usual.
