Profligate Son

"My dear Divine Light Dragon, darling, let me kiss you."

A perverted young man of about 1.9 meters tall with a slightly hunched body and a face full of wrinkles appeared at the entrance of the tavern.

As if he had cast some kind of magic, the people in the tavern turned their heads in unison when they heard the voice.

They obediently did not meddle in other people's business.

All their energy was used to deal with the meat on the table or the wine in the cup in front of them.

It was as if an ordinary object had suddenly become delicious.

It was as if they had never encountered such delicacy in their entire lives.

"Why are you so naughty, running around everywhere? Quick, follow me home!"

The wretched youth stretched out his hand to pull the Divine Light Dragon's reins. It was as if he was really a domestic animal that had escaped from his home by accident and the owner wanted to pull him home.

Roar!