Kneel and Acknowledge Your Master, I Will Spare Your Lives!

"What?!" The old man's face turned ashen, "What do you mean by fake dragon? How could the Xuanyuan House be a fake dragon!"

The stall owner sized him up from top to bottom, raising an eyebrow, "So it's not that your news is outdated, but rather your brain doesn't work right."

He continued making his scallion pancakes without a care.

The old man was furious, his hand shot out and grabbed the stall owner by the throat.

The surrounding townspeople screamed and quickly retreated.

The stall owner hurriedly apologized, "Sorry... sorry, elder, really sorry!"

The old man's anger still hadn't dissipated, and he coldly asked, "What do you mean fake dragon? Explain yourself!"

The stall owner, trembling all over, could only stammer out the events of the last six months.