"Who... who are you, exactly?"
Xiao Yuanzhen, still not having drawn his last breath, stared intently at the exquisitely crafted child before him. In the end, he managed to squeeze out such a question, seemingly unable to believe that this truly was just a two- or three-year-old child.
It was impossible for cultivators on the Hidden Dragon Continent to be just two or three years old and already possess Meridian Qi cultivation strong enough to kill a Half-step Earth Rank powerhouse. Xiao Yuanzhen, his mind somewhat muddled, seemed to have mistaken Little Dragon as an old monster hiding its strength and changing its form.
"I am indeed Daddy's son, Little Dragon, no faking!"
Little Dragon, with his round little eyes, appeared somewhat dissatisfied. He had already said it once; was this old guy really confused by his anger?
"Pfft!"
