"Are you that Five-Colored Jiao Dragon?" Yue Minzhi whispered in a voice that only they could hear, as if speaking to herself.
"This Jiao certainly won't agree to contract with you, the relative of a detestable summoner; surely in your bones flows the same cunning blood as that summoner," the Five-Colored Jiao Dragon seethed with anger, having already scented the presence of Yue Jinghua.
The Six-star Demon Summoning Array, an existence that dark magic beasts tremble at the thought of.
It, the proud Five-Colored Jiao Dragon, how could it submit to a member of the Human Race.
Just as the Five-Colored Jiao Dragon made up its mind to never submit to Yue Minzhi or Yue Jinghua for that matter.
The words that came from Yue Minzhi next unexpectedly brought it to a halt.
