"Tiniya?"
Cassius turned his head, noticing the White Dragon entering the palace.
Tiniya briskly ran over.
She respectfully lowered her head to the Red Dragon and, following the courtly etiquette she had learned, softly said, "Master, you have awakened. You have... become even stronger."
Tiniya's slit pupils were full of worship and fanaticism.
Cassius gazed at the White Dragon in front of him, nodding slightly in surprise.
He didn't expect the task he had given to Ramp to be completed so well. This White Dragon, who could be called Smarty, had learned to speak and mastered the basic etiquette in just three years.
Olivia, lying on the ground, barely opened her eyes. Seeing the approaching White Dragon, she weakly mocked:
"Tsk, you actually associate with the 'White Beast.' Truly, the five-colored dragons' stench attracts each other."
Upon hearing this, Tiniya was undoubtedly hit where it hurt. She spread her wings, arched her back, and growled from her throat.
"Awuuu——"