"Brother Lin, how can this matter not be discussed?"
Mu Xi walked over. The Big White Dog had long since been subdued by his shout. Now, holding a wine jar, his steps faltering, he approached Lin Bai, "Others may not know, but I've heard some things about you. The injuries within your body were caused by the Dragon Clan, weren't they?"
"What happened?"
Hearing Mu Xi's words, Mo Wangchen couldn't help but frown.
Not only him, but also Qing Emperor's son and others looked puzzled.
Obviously, they were clearly unaware.
"Two years ago, Brother Lin had a great battle with the Heavenly Dragon Emperor. You may not be aware of this, but I have traveled the world and gathered information from all directions. I have learned a bit; weren't Brother Lin's old injuries caused in that battle?"
At these words, everyone present couldn't help but frown. Mo Wangchen's eyes flashed with a cold light, "Heavenly Dragon Emperor!"
