Victory belongs to Ling Tian.
The eunuch's voice announcing the end of the match rang out. In the stands, the four kings and family members all gasped in surprise at the strength of the Asian second prince, not knowing how much power was hidden in that tiny body, even thinking about it.
Standing behind Ling Guang, Si Mei swallowed; typically, this little dragon man always showed a cheerful face like the sun, unexpectedly a master hiding his ability. And Ling Guang and Ling Jie looked at each other, not saying a word.
Next to him is Ming Shan rushing to check on his son's situation; he has no reason to be angry at Ling Tian because his son used his power first against the enemy.
Ling Tian shouted with joy, still not forgetting to provoke Ming Rui, who was frozen in the stands, witnessing such a high level of strength; she did not bother to think about competing anymore because her brother had such ability. She could not defeat the small opponent in front of her, let alone her ability to be as far as expected; this little dragon person was not ordinary.
***
After the contest, Ling Guang and the other two kings of the dragon world sat at an elegant marble table in the living room of the Eastern Palace and ordered the maids to serve tea; the three enjoyed a sip of tea. After a while, discussing the battle just now, the first person to start the conversation was Liu Lam; he poured tea for the same person at the table and said:
"Ling Guang, your youngest son is so strong, but you don't show it to us; he hasn't reached adulthood but is already so strong; I can feel that your son's dragon strength is not average. Hahaha!”
"That's right, Lang Quang. What kind of power does the kid have? Is it lightning like you and your first son? Again, this boy is very interested in my slaves; maybe the future will be like mine. Hahaha.” – Kang Yu patted Ling Guang's shoulder, received a cup of tea from Liu Lin, and blew lightly.
“Come on; I don't want a human slave collector like you. Haiz, I don't want it to show its power too soon; it’s better to be carefree like now."
"Every father wants to be like him, not because our status is a bit special; I don't want my children to have to practice day and night." – Liu Lin propped his chin, sighed, and stared at the teacup that reflected his face.
The whole room suddenly became silent; only the sound of birdsong and water flowing from the teapot; thinking about the past war with the Asura tribe, I couldn’t help but get chills. From outside the corridor, Ling Tian's cries and pleading sounded; Ling Guang was afraid that something would happen to his son, immediately got up and went out to check the situation.
“No, they are my friends! Where are you taking them?" – Ling Tian hugged his brother's leg, wanted to struggle, and had to fight here just because Ling Jie didn't want him to get involved with humanity.
“I let go; they are lowly mortals, still slaves of the Southern King; it was a big crime to let them go, and now I still want to feed these dirty enslaved people. If the father finds out, he will spank me; let go!"
"You two, what's the fuss?" – Ling Guang was angry and rushed toward both of them.
"Father, it's a big brother; big brother took them away. Father, please tell the big brother to let them go." – Seeing him, Ling Tian let go of his brother's leg, and moved to hug his father, crying.
“Them, you say?”
Ling Tian pointed at the enslaved people tied in the other corner; his eyes and nose looked at him, Ling Guang even more helpless to explain:
"Xiao Tian, those are the people of the human race; they don't belong to the human race. Like us, of course, you can't play with them. Moreover, they are not from the Eastern Palace but the Southern Palace; how can we keep them?"
“Father, the elder brother said they were enslaved. So… what is slavery? Why tie them up like that?”
“Enslaved people are people of a lower class than us dragons; they are only worthy to serve us, or maybe… as living armor for our dragons on the battlefield. Ha ha!” – Kang Yu came out from the room, heard Ling Tian's question, he explained, and interrupted Ling Guang's words.
“Why do you treat them like that? Can not! They are just like us!” – Ling Tian got angry, standing in front of Kang Yu replied.
"Xiao Tian, don't be so insolent, here ..." – Kang Yu raised his hand to block his face, signaling for him to answer, kneeling to be within reach, putting his hand on his shoulder to pat his face. They had a more sinister look, explaining: "The little second prince, the human race has no strength like us, they only know fear and fear, if it weren't for our dragon clan's help, they wouldn't have them. Has become the food of the Asuras. They are not only weak but also a bunch of evil, saying, if your big brother didn't do his best to protect them, he wouldn't have been injured in the war between Asura and humanity, resulting in dragons not being as weak as they are now. Hours. You should hate them!"
As he spoke, the murderous aura in his body radiated as if he wanted to swallow Ling Tian's body; he reflexively stepped back, touching his father's feet, and a cold sweat broke out on his body for the first time since Ling Tian. When he was resurrected, he felt such a powerful force because Ling Guang was not the type to use his power to display power, so he assumed in his mind that he was the strongest in the Eastern Palace, including the Dragon Clan.
“Okay, Kang Yu. It's been a long time, don't say such harsh words in front of the boy. As for you, stay away from those people; dragons and humans can't go together; go back to your room." – Ling Guang coldly looked at him and then returned to the tea party with Khang Du; Ling Tian looked at his back, narrowed his eyes in confusion, the more he resisted, the more he wanted to confront, they didn't have the strength, so why to be afraid?
Ling Jie dragged his younger brother back to his room despite him screaming and struggling on top of him. Returning to his room, he dropped him down and got angry, so he ran into the room and closed the door, not forgetting to leave a loud voice:
"I'm mad at you, stingy bastard."
Ling Jie and his wife did not know how to react, shook their heads, and walked away. And Ling Tian hid in the room, pulled out all the books on the history of the dragon world taught by Si Mei, and recalled the war between the Asura clan and the human race that Khang Du had just mentioned; he was curious why no one told him. Him about this battle, flipping through the pages roughly, surprised there was no record of it in the books or historical documents, propped his chin dejectedly, looking out the window. Outside is the garden his mother planted and took care of when he was born; sometimes, the wind blows through the rustling vegetation, and Ling Tian feels that everyone around is hiding something. , pondering for a while, with no solution, boredom getting more and more depressed, he decided to find the other four human beings to talk to.
***
In the guest room,
The eyes of the lying dragon man moved slightly, groaning softly, noticing signs of waking up; Minh Son and his daughter hurriedly went to bed to check. Ming Jun recalled the previous competition from his coma, suddenly opened his eyes and woke up, but was rushed by pain.
“Ming Jun, how do you feel? Are you still unwell?"
He looked at his father and sister, did not answer back, and thought of the battle with Ling Tian but felt humiliated, the way the North crown prince was defeated by a child who had not yet reached adulthood and wanted to wear pants. Ming Rui was afraid that he would be so severely injured that she could not answer; she impatiently called the doctor; Ming Jun raised his hand to stop him; at this time, he spoke to reassure him:
"Father, I'm fine. It's just that the body is still a little tired; rest for a while, and it will be fine."
"Big Brother, I didn't expect that little dragon person to be so powerful. The Eastern Palace has that power in hand; it will be easier in the long run than our Northern Kingdom. You have underestimated your opponent. Sorry..." – Ming Rui's beautiful face became sad, and a few tears like iridescent morning dew flowed down her cheeks.
“It's okay; there is a failure, there will be a success. Father, I have something to tell you." - Rubbing his sister's head, immediately restoring the solemn appearance of the wise man, said to Ming Shan.
"Is it urgent? I just woke up, rest well, and then talk later."
“Father, I feel that little dragon man… has a mysterious power.”
"Secret? What do you mean?" – Ming Shan wondered, ordered the servant to bring the chair close to the bed, and Minh Thuy sat entirely on the bed, at his feet.
“I don't know how to describe it to you, but that power is not trivial. If it were to be powerful, it would surely… it would be terrible.”
Ming Shan's face darkened, and his hand turned white; he gritted his teeth and said: "Ling Guang, you are wrong!"
***
Ling Tian ran from his room to find four of Kang Yu's mortal slaves and discovered that they were still tied to the tree in front of the living room; he crept closer and saw the little prince. , was about to speak, but he gave a signal to tell him not to say.
“Hey, has my father done anything to you?”
“Lord Dragon, we are fine.” – All four answered simultaneously.
“Shhhhh, talk small. Do you want to go out with me?" – Ling Tian squatted opposite them, softly coaxing.
"Go out?"