"Are you the Master on a pilgrimage to the Western Heaven for sacred texts?"
"Relax, are you sent by the Goddess of Mercy as an attendant or by the Four Sea Dragon Kings as a bodyguard?"
Looking at the huge white dragon head emerging from the Yingchou River, Chen Sanzang was completely unfazed. He took a swig from his wine gourd before asking leisurely.
"It was my father, the West Sea Dragon King, who sent me here to wait for those on the pilgrimage for sacred texts."
Watching the monk drink, Little White Dragon secretly swallowed, having not eaten anything since he arrived here and focused on healing his wounds.
"Your aura is unstable, and there's an internal injury. How did this happen, did someone attack you at Yingchou River?"
Pure Dragon Clan holds high status even among the Demon Clan, despite their downfall. They're still not ones to offend casually.
