The aged turtle grimaced as it stretched out a claw to pat its own shell, causing Ao Gou's ears to ring nonstop, his eyes rolling back in exasperation.
"Cough cough, I was wrong, Great Elder, I'll listen to whatever you say!"
Ao Gou's face turned pale; this living ancestor was extremely difficult to serve, obedient only when they allowed it onto their back, otherwise never heeding any instruction.
"Hmph, when the Great Elder takes action, you just need to listen obediently. Everything is arranged by the Great Elder; no one understands Demonic Beasts better than the Great Elder!"
The old turtle snorted coldly and stopped its patting motion, its two beady eyes whirling chaotically as it stared at the silhouette within the flames and continued to direct.