"Calm your anger? Why don't you tell me how to calm your anger? You are dragons, but you were beaten by a group of undeads and forced to retreat to such a small place? Where did your self-esteem as dragons go? You still have the cheek to start internal strife here? If you have the ability, you should chase those undeads out of the Hidden Dragon Continent first!" The Dragon God glared at them, almost spitting fire.
He had heard a lot about the current situation of the Dragon race from Shen Yanxiao, but hearing it and seeing it with his own eyes were two different things. Today, he could observe the reaction of this group of eight-winged golden dragons. As a result, instead of thinking about how to drive away the undead, this group of good-for-nothings wanted to blast away the humans in Long Shi's lair!
