Chapter 1221: Old Acquaintance in Distress

"I know you're called 'Dominic King,' no need to remind me again."

Wyatt Barnes frowned and interrupted Dominic King, clearly growing impatient with the repetition.

Dominic King realized his frequent slips of the tongue and didn't continue to dwell on the issue, knowing it would only make things worse.

He changed the topic, "Kid, it's not just verbal thanks that I want... I want you to show your gratitude through actions. Real actions, understand?"

"Real actions? What sort of actions do you want me to take to thank you?"

Wyatt asked.

"It's actually just a small thing... Just find me a body from the Dragonsmith Clan's direct lineage."

Dominic King said casually, as if locating a body from the Dragonsmith Clan's direct lineage was a trivial task.

"Dragonsmith Clan's direct lineage? What's that?"

Wyatt asked, puzzled.

"You'll know in time... Just promise me first."

Dominic King spoke, his words tinged with a hint of scheming.