The Flood Dragon shook its head and said, "I don't know the specifics either. I've been through some things, wandering for many years, and was eventually imprisoned here, trapped for a hundred years, so I can't answer your question!"
Li Yifei grimaced upon hearing this, feeling slightly regretful, sensing that the Flood Dragon didn't seem to be lying, so he asked, "Then... can I ask how you ended up being imprisoned here? You used the word 'imprisoned,' were you forced here by some external force?"
The Flood Dragon's face darkened, and the already scarred face looked even more sorrowful, as if lost in memory, with two streams of murky tears silently flowing down its face—well, it would be more accurate to say blood instead of tears.
