"What's your name?"
"Dragon."
"Oh?" The man in red looked at this somewhat embarrassed man in amusement, "Are you the one who was exiled by the Dragon Clan, the forbidden one?"
"Yes."
"Isn't it painful?" The man stepped forward, half leaning on the dragon, and exhaled like orchid, "The dragon clan claims to be upright, but they gave birth to a son who can control the power of ghosts and gods. As a forbidden son, they didn't kill you, but just exiled you to the demon realm?"
Satisfied to see the unwillingness and resentment flashing in the dragon's silver-gray eyes, the man smiled like a flower, left the ghost dragon's side, and returned to his seat.
"Those are not important anymore, remember: your name is Guilong, I am Guifeng, your master, the future king of the Demon Realm."
Guilong knelt down on one knee, his head lowered showing no emotion. Guifeng hummed and laughed, his cold voice moving through the huge palace.
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