Wang Xian was neither interested in replying nor listening to their rattles.
Since they were not leaving, then they could stay here for good.
With Level 9 dragonians, their strength, coupled with the Spiritual Equipment, was just barely enough to fight against fifteen enemies of equivalent levels.
However, with him around, he could instantly end all the fights.
Wang Xian decided to support them by making a strike. He wanted to observe the strength of the dragonians and give them some training.
When five Level 12 spiritual swords appeared in his hand, he hurled them into the air at a daunting speed.
However, the five spiritual swords stayed put and suspended themselves quietly in the air as they exuded domineering energy, striking fear into everyone.
"Is the Dragon King going to strike?"