"Dragon Lord, I'm not refuting your philosophy, but just want to tell you that it suits those who are like you,"
"But it certainly doesn't suit everyone. Every individual has their own thoughts."
After Xia Yue spoke, a flicker of fear took root in her heart, afraid he would lash out at her.
Having listened to her, Dragon Lord Ao Ye stared at her for a long time.
Since his hatching, nobody had ever spoken such words. Born into privilege, his parents and elders taught him skills and life lessons, telling him that as long as he was powerful, no one would dare disrespect him.
After becoming a father, his young ones were obedient enough, not daring to rebel. But as they grew older, developed abilities, they began to dispute him or even fight with each other, but none ever reasoned with him.
Now, a mixed-blood of the Dragon Clan of indeterminate generation, was attempting to reason with him.
