"What are you laughing at?" Muria looked at some dragons laughing and frowned, "Do you think I'm joking with you?"
As Muria frowned, a faint dragon shadow, almost invisible, emerged behind him, a heavy aura flooded the hall, making all the dragons present feel a wave of suppression. Therefore, the laughter in the banquet hall gradually disappeared.
"You weren't joking?"
"Of course not."
"But with the temperament of the red dragon, how could it possibly mingle with the green dragon and the black dragon?"
"Why not?" Muria retorted, "Among my followers, there are red dragons and green dragons, and they can stay together."
"That's because of your presence, Prince Mureya." Silver Dragon Claire spoke up. "Once they leave you, the arrogant red dragons would never stay with the green dragons, let alone the black dragons."