The ancient silver Dragon (1)

there's a banquet for me tomorrow night. Do you want to stay for another day? "

Garen returned to his senses and looked at Luna beside him.

Because of the fireworks, her milky white skin was even more eye-catching. It was so soft and tender that it seemed like water would drip out with a light touch.

Luna shook her head, and said in a calm voice, " I've already wasted a lot of time by stopping here for half a day. As for the banquet ... I've been to many similar occasions when I was traveling through human society, so I don't have any expectations."

Garen nodded and did not extend the invitation.

However, he could tell that something was wrong from Luna's words.

Stopping for half a day was considered a waste of time?

When had time become precious to a long-lived species like the true dragon, especially when it had only been half a day?

Such words were usually used to brush him off.

However, Luna did not give garen a perfunctory reply.