What!?
Long Mie felt as though he had been struck by lightning upon hearing this!
Be someone's mount?
What kind of joke is this!?
It's like escaping a wolf only to run into a tiger!
"Apologies, as a member of the dragon race, Long Mie will never serve as anyone's mount!" Long Mie firmly refused.
"Hmph, Fourth Uncle, he's unwilling..." The purple-haired girl appeared upset, letting out a soft humph through her delicate nose, clearly showing her displeasure.
"Haha, it's fine. Let me, your Fourth Uncle, handle this!" The old man in the azure robe smiled kindly. "Little dragon, do you know where the two of us come from?"
Long Mie shook his head.
Having just entered this cultivation world not long ago, he had no clue about the origins of these two people.
"The two of us hail from Myriad Beasts Mountain. Surely, you've heard of it?" the azure-robed elder asked with a smile.
Myriad Beasts Mountain!
