"Bai Ye, I know you are proud of the bloodline you inherited, but let me tell you, you will always be a Dragon Descendant, never a true member of the Dragon Clan. No matter how strong you become, you'll only be a servant of the Dragon. Are you really content to live your life like this?"
When he saw the young man storm into the group of snakes, his sword light flashing, and began slaying the giant snakes transformed from corrupted officers, that elusive voice suddenly became urgent.
"Content!"
Bai Ye's voice remained calm, and his answer was still beyond the comprehension of the Evil God's follower.
"You are lying. How can such a proud person be willing to be a servant?"
"To serve the Holy Dragon who writes the Golden Law is my honor, why not?"
This was Bai Ye's truest thought. Although as a Dragon Descendant, when growing to a certain extent, he would face many constraints and unspeakable drawbacks, he did not care.
