"M… Miss… it's an ancient dragon…" Linghe stammered.
"My creditor." Ji Fengyan laughed as she spoke.
Creditor???
Linghe's eyes almost fell out of his head. How he wished he could have a creditor like that…
"Stop staring. Choose four carriages and let the horses drag the rest back. Let's go." As Ji Fengyan spoke, she was the first to hop up on the ancient dragon's back.
Her movements were almost too well-practiced.
Liu Huo followed, and even Bai Ze tapped onto the noble giant dragon's back with its little hooves.
Only Linghe and the others were filled with fear and trembling. They felt as if they were in a dream-like state.
They would ride an ancient dragon?
Was it true?
Was it a dream?
