"All right, fine, but will you call me 'Dad' then?"
"..."
As his words fell, the Dragon Clan Patriarch immediately fell silent, his face turning ugly. He did not pick up the thread of conversation, but instead turned his head to gaze once again in the direction of Xuantian State, while a burst of laughter rose from the group of trusted subordinates around him.
The Dragon Clan actually has a rather pronounced sense of hierarchy.
However, he had always been rather casual, often joking with his close subordinates, and there wasn't too much of a distinct division of ranks. In fact, he didn't want to be the Dragon Clan Patriarch; after all, he didn't want to manage others, which sounded like a hassle.
