"Why are you looking at me? Didn't you say you were going to make me fish soup? It's been almost a month since I've had your cooking; I'm quite eager for it now, remember to make a lot. You're aware of my appetite."
"Great Garmandis, I believe if you were ever to die, your chosen method of death would be from overeating. You gluttonous dragon." He said, strolling towards the river bank by himself.
Garmandis touched his handsome face and muttered to himself: "Have I been too nice to this kid? He's becoming increasingly smug around me. Ah well, he is of various uses. Being nice to him seems natural." Was his assistance in improving Nian Bing's abilities solely for his stomach's satisfaction? As a wisdom-filled Fire Dragon King of thousands of years, he would naturally weigh all the pros and cons. The reason behind his actions, only he himself knew.