Abel sensed the arrogance of Red Dragon Nathaniel. It was expected, the only one with a slightly better attitude was Blue Dragon Finn. You could see the respect for the younger generations from his face.
Abel was also getting a little arrogant a moment ago since he had just become an elite wizard, and this had made it all disappear.
There were still too many powerful figures beyond a rank 16 wizard. Each dragon could kill him in a second.
"Red Dragon Nathaniel, Abel made the wine you just drank. As well as the food you've been eating every day. Your attitude can make you lose all of them!" Blue Dragon Emmanuel gazed at Red Dragon Nathaniel and exposed Abel's identity.
The eyes of Red Dragon Nathaniel began to sparkle in curiosity, and he immediately had a change of tone. It was the directness of the dragon's "My dragon god. Blue Dragon Abel, I'm so sorry for how I've acted. You are an extremely gifted chef. We could not live without your food!"