Chapter 117: This is the God of Deception_1

Shameless! The same thought shot through Luther and Lightning's minds. If Negris wasn't dead, he would be thirteen thousand years old by now, older than all Bronze Dragons, and he dared to pose as someone else's kid?

Several old people opened their eyes wide in astonishment. "Lord Naeli has a child? Didn't she say that she had gone through the dragon equivalent of menopause? Oh, why would there be such a young child?"

"Naeli? That name sounds familiar. Let me think, giant dragon names are long, several hundred syllables. Taking one syllable as a name, translated into human language, I must go through the full name to know who this Naeli refers to." Negris mumbled to himself and after a while, he figured it out.

"It's her!? My god, what a coincidence!" Negris was greatly shocked, but quickly became hesitant, "Wait, if it really is her, then calculating carefully, she would be over ten thousand years old this year. Did she actually outlive me?"