The Angry Dragon

"You're worthy?"

The golden dragon narrowed its eyes. It had some doubts. It wasn't just about Xue Ji's abilities, identity, or life's journey. It also doubted itself.

"Girl, I'm dead. What do you expect from me? After all, I will not leave this place or serve anyone else. Huh, even if I live again, I will do nothing but sleep in a pile of gold!" said the dragon lazily.

In the past, apart from its strength, majesty, and greed, this golden dragon was indeed known as a lazy creature. It can sleep for years without doing anything.

Xue Ji smirked. "How have you died? Don't you regret your death?"

The golden dragon did not answer. The atmosphere around it suddenly turned cold. If it was a human, perhaps other people would be able to see the sullen expression on its face.

"What's your business with that? What if I regret it? What can you do with that?"

"You don't want life back?" Xue Ji suddenly looked at Bai Xiu. "It can live again, right?"