There was a reason why West didn't want to meet the little White Dragan.
He had just been promoted, and he still couldn't control his breath and energy.
He knew well about the strength of the little White Dragon. It would be a bit of a loss if he hurt the little White Dragon.
Standing outside the door angrily, Jax waved his fist and exerted the strength of a dragon.
With the help of West, the little White Dragon's strength had risen to a higher level. He didn't believe that he couldn't open a broken wooden door with his full strength.
With a loud bang, the whole house seemed to have trembled, but the wooden door in front of West was intact.
West shook his head speechlessly.
"I've told you that you can't open this door."
"The elders and your father-in-law should have warned you of what you should do and what you shouldn't do."
West said slowly.
The little White Dragon was so angry that his face turned red, and he was more shocked.