"Li Jing!"
"What are you going to do?"
"My father is a millennia-old Flood Dragon, if you dare to harm this prince, he will certainly not let you off!"
Seeing Li Jing dismiss everyone and his eyes turning pitch black like Purgatory, the North Sea Flood Dragon's complexion couldn't help but change drastically, his voice betraying a hint of panic.
Watching the North Sea Flood Dragon's fierce exterior masking fear within, Li Jing couldn't help but chuckle lightly, his voice becoming more relaxed: "North Sea Flood Dragon!"
"Do not worry!"
"This General won't harm you, after all, you are also the offspring of the millennia-old Jiao King, going too far doesn't benefit me either."
Hearing Li Jing's reassuring words, the North Sea Flood Dragon let out a long sigh of relief, and his expression significantly improved. However, before he could completely ease his mind, Li Jing's demeanor changed drastically in an instant, his hair rising as if drawn by some force.