"Actually, it's not a secret. Just ask me how you feel about being a dragon head."

Hearing this, Fatty Chen became nervous: "What did you say?"

"Of course I am praising you, saying that regardless of your strength or ability, you are more than enough to be a dragon capital."

Xiao Chen's tone was serious.

"Damn it, did you do this on purpose? Didn't you see that I don't want to be the leader of the dragon? You are pushing me into a pit of fire!"

Fatty Chen jumped up and became anxious.

"It's great to be the head of a dragon. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. It's equivalent to becoming a king... In your one-third of an acre of land, you are the sky."

Xiao Chen smiled.

"When the time comes, it will be up to you to allocate resources and so on... Isn't it better than being a soup-drinking party?"

"You know what the hell, being a leader doesn't mean you have to take responsibility? It's not as easy as being a soup drinker. I just have to drink soup with you and don't have to worry about anything else."

Fatty Chen frowned.

"Quick, go find the Dragon Lord now and tell me that what you just said is nonsense. You said that I am not suitable to be the leader of a dragon at all."

"I'm kidding you, we didn't talk about this."

Xiao Chen saw that Fatty Chen was really anxious, so he stopped teasing him.

"Really? That's good, that's good. It scares me to death."
Chapter completed!