Old man?
Dragon Yunxiang frowned upon hearing this address. He hadn't expected that Ren Ao Tian, who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere at this time, would actually be reminiscing about his father?
Is he brain-dead? Instead of missing his father, he should be killing another person.
People who can't abandon such distracting thoughts are destined not to achieve great success. And now he even dares to compete with me for the Dragon Clan's kingly position?
What a fool's dream!
If it hadn't been for Ren Ao Tian suddenly emerging within the Dragon Clan, today he alone might have stepped forward, and the position of the Dragon Clan's king would have belonged to him!
Just thinking about this kindled a burning rage in his heart!
What right does Ren Ao Tian have to share this joy with him?
His eyes turned toward Ren Ao Tian, and with a cold laugh, he said, "I bet your old man was some bastard, otherwise how could he have spawned something like you..."
