Just as Grand Sea Guild and Chen Feng's group of three met in the same castle room...
Jiang Bai had already left that ancient castle.
Ten minutes ago.
Jiang Bai stepped into the ancient castle, and came across a dragon whelp about to break out of its egg.
A huge figure stood beside the dragon whelp. It was the mother of the dragon whelp.
However, the mother looked worried.
A tear could even be seen subconsciously falling from the corner of the mother's eye.
Su Muxue watched from the side. At first, she was puzzled. Then she quickly grabbed Jiang Bai's hand.
"The mother of the dragon whelp seems very sad!"
"Is the dragon whelp sick?"
Jiang Bai smiled gently.
He patted his mithril staff and gave Su Muxue a look.
Su Muxue looked in front and noticed many spots on the dragon whelp's body.
"What is this?"
"What's going on?"
Su Muxue was a little stunned.