"Are you crazy?" Black Dragon hurriedly stopped Dragon Dance, glaring, "What good does this do for us? Besides plunging us into danger and prematurely exposing our strength, what other meaning does it have?"
"Can't you hear me?" Dragon Dance's face was ashen as she stared at the group of black-armored men in front of her, along with Mr. Springs and Trent Marsh, exuding a chilling killing intent.
"Go, release them!" Dragon Dance turned around, commanding in an undeniable tone, "Execute my orders!"
"Sorry, I can't do it." Black Dragon took a deep breath, gently pressed his hands downward, "Control yourself, don't act crazily, okay? You know they have a great deal of uncertainty, you know we haven't fully mastered them yet."
"Be cautious." Black Dragon, almost pleading, said, "Empress, calm down."
"But they are already blocking the door. Do you expect me to give up resistance and surrender?"
Dragon Dance shook her head, "That's impossible, I'd rather die."
