"Ah?" The little azure dragon was completely dumbfounded. The Son of Destiny was their enemy?
"Ling Yan, are you sure?" The little azure dragon's expression gradually turned solemn.
"I am certain," Ling Yan confirmed.
"Then, do you know how strong the Son of Destiny is now? If he's a major foe, we'll kill him in advance!" A cold glint flashed across the little azure dragon's eyes.
It had done this kind of thing countless times with Ling Yan. Although it was a little shameless, there was no harm in being shameless again.
Ling Yan smiled. "Naive."
"What do you mean?" The little azure dragon was somewhat offended.
"Do you know what it means to be a Son of Destiny? He is the chosen one. Even if he's weak now, an immortal might not be able to kill him. Perhaps even I won't be able to," Ling Yan muttered.