Titan spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body was tightly locked by the dragon's claws, and his eyes were filled with despair.

Baimi Shenlong said, "Old man, aren't you arrogant? Aren't you looking for an explanation from me? Okay, I'll give it to you! But it will take your life to take it."

As he spoke, the other dragon claw was raised

"Your Majesty, please stop and listen to me."

A voice sounded, but its tone was soft.

Upon hearing this, Taitan seemed to grasp at straws.

He looked sharply in the direction of the sound.

An old man in rich clothes was followed by about twenty royal guards.

It was the old man in rich clothes who spoke.

This man was wearing a large yellow robe with embroidery on it, but he didn't look messy. His gray hair was neatly combed behind his head. He was of medium height and slightly stout. If his eyes weren't a little smaller, it could be said that his appearance

dignified.
Chapter completed!