Si Yan looked at Changsheng with some surprise.
This twelve-year-old boy had indeed caught her off guard.
An elderly Dragon Clan Beastman said, "Changsheng, we understand what you are saying, but is it really the same? As members of the Dragon Clan, it is in our nature to prefer dwelling alone in spacious territories. Moreover, our Golden Dragon Tribe has always been about self-preservation. Should trouble arise, can we not simply send some of our younger generation to help? Why must we involve our living quarters?"
"Exactly, exactly," a Beastman agreed.
Han Shuang yelled defiantly, "How dare you speak to my Si Yan like that?!"
Si Yan's face displayed a hint of impatience. She glanced at Jin Ting, and with a jolt, he immediately stepped forward to control Han Shuang.
"Can you please not speak?" Jin Ting said.
Han Shuang retorted, unconvinced, "Didn't you all complain before that I wasn't protecting Si Yan well enough? Why are you stopping me now?"
Jin Ting was helpless.
