In Sun Zhe's complex gaze, Gu Yan mustered his strength and slowly opened his mouth wide, then Sun Zhe saw something wriggling and crawling out of Gu Yan's throat.
When the thing crawled out of Gu Yan's mouth and fell to the ground, Sun Zhe realized it was a small fire dragon.
The small fire dragon was about the size of a regular house cat, its skin was tenderly pink, so much so that you could see veins and tendons, without a single scale, resembling a newborn rat.
Sun Zhe asked, "Is this your child?"
Gu Yan's massive body struggled, not knowing how much effort it took to adjust into a somewhat dignified posture lying in the pit.
"Its name is Gu Mo, my second child. My first child went out to play in early years and unfortunately met a tragic end."
