He had to take care of the whole pot, which meant figuring out a solution to this problem.
"Two male dragons, huh... It's a bit tough, but doable."
Gazing at the two Ironwing Dragons in the distance with little vigilance, Ian revealed a smile.
He had thought of a slightly impolite but good idea.
Jiamu Mountain, halfway up the hillside, around the grand hall.
"Gurgle?"
The Ironwing Dragon on the left raised its head in confusion. It sensed a faint fluctuation of Water Element Origin emanating from the river by the eastern side of the tribe: "Enemy?"
"River fish."
Its companion on the right was more composed. It also sensed the fluctuation and turned its head to the east of the tribe: "They've already wandered off."
"So boring."
