Training (1)

Su Ping smiled bitterly. It was true, the dragon only helped because of the young Chaos Beast. He said helplessly, "Senior, I'm also a member of the chaos clan. Don't you think it would be a shame if I die?"

"If you die, it's your own fault. You pissed off an Ancestral God while not being strong enough. I wouldn't have helped you if it weren't for its sake," said the Chaos Perception Dragon with a snort. "Besides, the Chaos Clan has many branches. You're not from our branch; however, I feel that the little one's bloodline is of the same origin as mine."

"…"

Su Ping was speechless. In any case, he had been saved. He said, "Senior, I'll be eternally in your debt, and I'll return the favor if there's ever a chance. As for the little beast, however… I don't think I can keep it here."

"Huh?"

The Chaos Perception Dragon instantly narrowed its eyes, releasing an intimidating aura. "Do you think I'll help you again if it's still by your side?"