"Seems like I have guessed wrongly. He should be the most gifted ever in the history of frost dragons." Jinx raised his head and watched that frost dragon spewing blue flames as it flew away. He lamented, "He actually evolved into a fire-spitting dragon."
Although the other frost dragons didn't finish the broth, they all had white steam rising from the top of their heads now. Their white dragon bodies had become pink too. They were all glaring at Jinx with red eyes.
"Jinx, you Golden Dragons had better not try to take advantage of dragons when we are weak. You are not allowed to poach from the Frost Dragons, so you guys had better not cross the line. We, Frost Dragons, won't back down easily!" That frost dragon elder huffed and spread his wings, preparing to leave with the other two frost dragons.
"Wait a minute, you haven't settled your bills." Right at this moment, a weak voice sounded.
