"In a desert, where the vast land of sand was stretched over thousands of miles. It appeared right there, in the middle of the golden sand. I have never seen such a beautiful candle dragon in my life! It felt like a dream," the candle dragon recalled its beautiful encounter like reciting a poem.
Meanwhile, Fan Qianshi was getting more impatient. "Which desert?"
"About that, I did not pay much attention to my location."
That reply was the last straw for Fan Qianshi.
He could no longer hold back his frustration and decided to vent his anger on the candle dragon.
The candle dragon was undoubtedly guilty of its foolish behavior, but the more it listened to Fan Qianshi's criticism, the more frustrated it became as well. "That is enough! When will you ever stop? Like I told you, the method may or may not work. If you think I am useless, I will leave right now!" It then walked away in a fury.
Fan Qianshi said nothing more.
