Of course, Wang Muyu hadn’t decided to do that the moment he broke his shell. Although he had acknowledged Wang Ling as his father, he hadn’t known anything about the power of his “Father”when he had broken his shell.
It wasn’t until he saw the scene of Wang Ling hanging the hammer that he had made up his mind to hug Wang Ling tightly.
In the past, for the Dragon Clan, honor and self-esteem were inseparable existences. As an outstanding dragon warrior, it was impossible for him to yield to anyone.
But Wang Muyu’s thoughts were naturally different. Perhaps it was because he had gathered too many dragon genes that his brain had been a little strange from the start.
There was no honor or self-esteem.
Honor was precious, but self-esteem was even higher.
As long as one clung to one’s legs, both could be thrown away.