The Azure Dragon knows Yun Ran has a sharp tongue, and he doesn't want to be poked in the lungs again, so he immediately speaks up, "Come in first."
Seeing the other party unmoved, Yun Ran shrugs indifferently.
His previous words were laced with barbs, just in case it could provoke some reaction, even without knowing if it would work.
Now, the other party seems immune so quickly, well, boring~
"Alright."
The Dragon Spirit had already been awakened by these disturbances, trapped and suspended in mid-air, making him feel ashamed as he was a proud one.
He immediately transformed back into a dragon-shaped shadow; it's hard to read expressions on a dragon face, roughly equivalent to hiding his embarrassment.
"I really am a clever one~"
Yun Ran entered the meeting hall, casting a glance up at the Dragon Spirit suspended above, his expression unchanged.
With a flip of his wrist, the Peach Wood Sword whipped out a sword flower, striking hard at the air cage.
