A Dragonkin and a Dragonborn (Part 1)

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Within a pocket dimension of the dungeon, Arthur was currently standing across an old man clad in a set of antique-looking equipment.

This old man was full of white long hair, which he left hanging behind him. The wrinkles at the corner of his eyes were quite deep, which indicated how much of an old man he was.

But due to the age of this old man, his vast experience was also reflected by his presence alone. The air surrounding this old man was so heavy and overwhelming that it could affect the atmosphere itself.

The old man was sitting cross-legged with his left hand pressed on his left knee while his other arm was resting on his right leg.

He was looking at Arthur with a deep frown while saying. "Kid. Do you understand what kind of opportunity you are letting go right now?"