"Why do you care so much about this life level?"
Deborah quietly mumbled in her heart, but dared not show it on the surface.
Under the stern gaze of the Silver Dragon Father, she wisely chose to remain silent, slightly bowing her head, her eyes focused on her forepaw covered in silver scales, posing as if she was attentively listening, occasionally nodding in agreement, as if she had deeply engraved her father's every admonition into her heart.
Seeing Deborah's attitude, Silver Dragon Adri chose to let it go and did not continue with a long-winded reprimand.
After a moment, he slowly stopped talking and turned his gaze back to Galos.
The sternness in his eyes was immediately replaced by warmth and appreciation.
"Compared to dragons like you who grow by battling in the wilds, the young Metal Dragons are indeed protected too well."
