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After getting Xie Ruoxi's friendship, Yan Yu lost interest in continuing the conversation with her.
After all, no matter how much more he talked, it was impossible to quickly increase her affection, so he might as well take it slow.
Ignoring the surrounding female Cosers who squealed "Brother is so handsome, add me as a friend too," Yan Yu flew back to the dragon's head and calmly sat down on the throne at the dragon's horn, adopting the classic think pose of The Thinker statue, calmly waiting under the constantly flashing spotlights for the troops to come collect the corpse.
Photographers outside kept snapping away as if they'd never seen a flood dragon and a dragon-slaying Transcendent before... Well, they probably hadn't.
