"May I ask boldly, it seems that the spirit beasts in your tribe all have a bit of the Dragon Clan bloodline. How did you achieve this? Ahem, I'm just asking casually. If it involves your tribe's secrets, just pretend I didn't ask anything."
Chen Mo asked Ao Qing beside him.
"You'll find out in a moment."
The little old man Ao Qing did not answer directly, just gave Chen Mo a mysterious smile.
"Don't keep us in suspense."
Chen Mo silently grumbled to himself but saw a young man in a white linen shirt with thick eyebrows and big eyes walking onto the flame-surrounded arena.
He looked about the same age as Chen Mo, and his spiritual beast was a Thunder Beast with pure golden fur, the same one that endured the Eight-layered Thunder Sound before.
The youth was Ling Lan's brother, the current clan leader's eldest son, Lingmu.