You can refuse first, then refuse again. The Mother Flood Dragon will become ashamed and angry, and fight with you. Then we'll work together to kill the Mother Flood Dragon... it seems like a process too.
But without this process, it just doesn't feel quite... right.
Fang Che knew he was being a bit exacting and sensitive, trying to convince himself, but it would probably take some time to digest this matter.
Fang Che felt that he had somewhat neglected the education of the Golden Horned Flood Dragon and couldn't continue like this. If he wants to reach the supreme; Little Jiao being like this is impossible.
"I must strictly manage them in the future!" Fang Che made up his mind.
By the way, he sensed a few little elves: Hmm, and these ones too, must be strictly managed as well!
The Golden Horned Flood Dragon whimpered unfairly, I ate it so I could improve a lot.
