"However, although I cannot sell you the dragon cub, I can sell you the opportunity to breed."
"The opportunity to breed?" the Dragon Clan Patriarch responded somewhat bewilderedly.
"Hey."
Standing to the side, Fat Long expressed his displeasure faintly: "If you are uneducated, please consider advancing your studies in a private school for a few years, or speak less. Helping a race on the verge of extinction to continue its lineage is a noble deed. Why do you make it sound akin to breeding pigs?"
"Him?"
The Dragon Clan Patriarch realized something and looked at the chubby man whom Ao Tian had introduced to him initially, speaking instinctively.
"Hmm."
This time, without waiting for Ao Tian to explain, Fat Long spoke up himself, showing his few entries before proudly saying, "Arrange the time as soon as possible. Brother Qiu is planning to leave the Vast Continent in these days, so there isn't much time left for you."
