The puppet squatted on the handrail of the rooftop, turned around unhurriedly, and stared at the dragon hiding in the shadows.
It raised an eyebrow that didn't exist, fell silent for two seconds, and then slowly spoke:
"Oh, what a surprise to find a dragon here, how unusual."
"Aren't you waiting around here because you know who I am?"
The voice of Calamity Dragon was deep, its brow bones slightly arched, as if it was raising its eyebrows.
"You can even speak Chinese; truly a rare species."
The puppet said, tilting its head slightly, locking eyes with the dragon. The hollow eyes reflected a pair of crimson, beast-like vertical pupils that narrowed.
"Heh, got any last words?" the dragon sneered disdainfully from the shadows.
"Of course, Dragon Baby, may I inquire about your distinguished surname."
"Dragon Baby?"
