One single sentence instantly made Dragon Lord Ao Ye's anger rise swiftly, the furious flames in his eyes almost turning real and blasting toward Peng Zu.
"Old Peng, don't say things like that. Father was invited here personally by the system, so he does have a formal identity," Ao Mi said quickly.
"Peng Zu, you rascal still can't say anything nice. Those old fogeys always said you're affable, modest, and courteous. If they were to see you now, they would truly be flabbergasted." Upon hearing Ao Mi's words, Dragon Lord Ao Ye's anger subsided slightly, and he cursed Peng Zu inwardly for his craftiness while maintaining a cold smirk on his face.
