The cat ears atop Sarah's head twitched slightly, and she quickly turned around, her cold expression melting away in surprise and delight.
"Lord Demon King!"
She knelt on one knee, respectfully bowing her head in greeting. In her hurried movement, Taufu, who was perched in her lap, was jolted out.
"Ouch—"
The young dragon tumbled on the ground twice with a short, sharp wail, rubbing its sore behind. It shook itself off and stood up from the ground with no complaint.
Luo Yan scrutinized the little creature for a moment, nodding with satisfaction.
It seemed the Magic Potion recorded in the ancient texts had some effect.
He had Sarah brew the potion from the recipe he provided, mixing it into the meat she fed the creature daily. In just half a month, it had gained over three pounds.
At this rate of growth, perhaps in a few years it could be ridden.
