Trash! Even Worst, Recyclable Trash!

Su Bian looked at the catfish clan member and felt dissatisfied after hearing the catfish clan member's words. A mere catfish clan member dared to be so presumptuous in front of his lovers. He knew what he must do in order to not lose any face in front of lovers.

However, when he heard that the catfish clan member held the dragon's will in his hands, he was a little more interested, and asked, "Fellow Daoist, I don't know what your purpose is?"

"The Dragon Palace has decreed that you are the lord of this sea area. From now on, you will be protected by the Dragon Palace."

"The Crimson Sea Tribes either idiots or not, will never dare to invade your territory or show off its power in your sea area."

"Of course, as the price of the Dragon Tribe's protection, every fifty years, You have to hand over the treasures and cultivation resources. If the elders in the Dragon Palace are in a good mood, they will also give you some training resources."