When that black creature soared into the sky, Ye Ling quietly appeared beside the ladies.
"How did it go? Did you take care of it?"
Xuan Nu asked with a smile, her question was more rhetorical since the outcome was quite obvious.
Ye Ling nodded, wrapping his arm around Xuan Nu with a chuckle, "Of course, with your husband here, capturing it was a piece of cake. What's a dragon to me? They're just a wee kiss."
"Husband, what's that huge thing in the sky? Look, it's charging toward the apparition of the Bodhisattva Guanyin!"
Han Qingxin exclaimed in alarm, to which Ye Ling chuckled, "That's a dragon, a True Dragon!"
At that moment, everyone was rubbing their eyes in disbelief; that creature, why did it look so much like the divine beast recorded in Huaxia's ancient history—the Dragon.
Everyone believed the dragon was a mythical creature, yet nobody had considered why, among the twelve zodiac animals, there would be a fictitious one such as the dragon.
