The Little Golden Dragon Rose into the air and looked at Lei Jue.
Lei Jue’s expression changed slightly as he said, “I’m looking for someone. I have no intention of making an enemy out of the Dragon Clan!”
The Little Golden Dragon pondered for a moment before looking back. “Cui Lang has just left. Lei Jue, Don’t blame me for being impolite the next time you sweep the area!”
“Brother worriless, please forgive me!”
Lei Jue didn’t say anything harsh. They were both at the ninth level of Ling Yun, so there wasn’t much of a difference in strength between the Thunder Celestial race and the Golden Dragon Race. There was no need for them to fight against the Golden Dragon.
After saying that, he transformed into lightning and chased after the Golden Dragon once again.