"Divine Dragon!" A voice seemed to be telling him from within his bloodline.
Little Feng realized that the delicate-looking man before him was very likely the legendary Divine Dragon, the suppression coming from his bloodline could not be mistaken.
"You must be the one Lin Fang mentioned with the damaged foundation," White Dragon said, eyeing Little Feng with a look of surprise.
It was hard to imagine how this youth had kept silent until now despite such a severe injury; his resilience was rare indeed. Having such willpower made White Dragon somewhat confident about the method to be used next.
"Come with me," White Dragon said softly.
Little Feng slowly stepped into the loft and discovered that the space inside was arranged with elegant taste. Bookshelves filled the sides, laden with dense arrays of books and Jade Slips.
He had never seen so many books in his life, causing him to feel a sense of shame.
