Li Chen was startled when he saw a dozen burly and robust barbarians surrounding him, ready for a fight at any moment.
Just then:
Jiao Long leaped out from his embrace and let out a low and authoritative roar at the barbarians.
After exchanging glances, the barbarians actually all knelt down together, devoutly kowtowed three times to Jiao Long, and mumbled something incomprehensible.
Although Li Chen couldn't understand their indigenous dialect, he could clearly see what was happening.
This fool, Jiao Long, knew them and was regarded as a deity by them.
Li Chen hadn't expected that Jiao Long, such a fool, was doing so well here. Not only had it made a fourth-level demon beast its minion, but it had also become the local emperor in the barbaric land.
He found it somewhat funny and habitually patted Jiao Long on the head.
