"Before I get back, do another two hundred kilograms of exercises!"
For the three junior dragons, Yilan's words were nothing less than a royal decree.
Cobalt Luo and the two young dragons flopped onto the ground, paws skyward, twitching as if they were on their last breath.
Seeing the lifeless appearance of the three Metallic Dragons, Chen Fei asked, "They won't be in trouble like this, will they?"
These guys were just putting on an act, fearing that just as he and Yilan left, these three mischief-makers would start a wild party, only to wait for Yilan to come back and give them a severe beating.
No intelligent species liked to be beaten, but if they could foresee the consequences and learn to restrain themselves, they wouldn't be true Metallic Dragons.
"Don't worry, I'll beat them when I get back!"
