Just like a worm, Sinbad rolled on the ground and shouted.
"Haha!"
For his youngest son's seemingly fine goals and pursuits, Alexander responded with a sneer,
"As long as you don't get killed, I'll be satisfied."
Due to Sinbad's overly abstract and ridiculous behavior, Alexander no longer held any expectations for him. As long as he was alive and lived like a person, that was enough.
"How could that be? Dad, you're underestimating me. There's no one in this world who can kill me."
Sinbad was full of confidence, having a full understanding of himself,
"So, gear me up and let me go challenge the Holy Tower. I will definitely obtain the Holy Dragon True Blood!"
"What's your purpose for obtaining the True Blood?"
"Of course, to win."
"And after you win?"
"Naturally, to try pursuing love. I've researched it, this type of girl's personality is competitive. As long as I can defeat her in a fair match, she'll surely have a favorable impression of me."
