Dragon Gate, a power that had been inherited for a thousand years, and once in hand, it was undoubtedly like holding a cornucopia that laid golden eggs every day.
Even Ye Ling's heart was moved, there was no helping it, you see, even though he was now a terrifyingly strong fighter at the Divine Infant Middle Stage, he absolutely couldn't resist such a generous temptation right in front of his eyes.
Wang Tianhao looked at Ye Ling thinking and cracked a slight smile, rose to his feet, and patted Ye Ling on the shoulder, "If I were you, I definitely wouldn't think twice."
"I chose you because you are strong and can lead Dragon Gate to even greater glory. Don't overthink it, at least this isn't a conspiracy against you. To put it bluntly, I reckon Dragon Gate doesn't have the qualification to plot against you."
