Chương 1150: Seven-colored Heavenly Fragrant Flower

The cold voice made Ou Yangming shudder. He quickly turned his head and saw a hunchbacked old man in a grey robe 1 or 2 meters behind him.

'When did he come?' Ou Yangming felt a chill on his back. He had not noticed the old man behind him at all.

If the old man had attacked him just now, he would have no chance of escaping.

The dragon emperor was not surprised when he saw the old man. He took a step forward, cupped his hands, and said, "First Elder, I've disturbed your rest."

Nonetheless, the old man looked at Ou Yangming. Nothing could be seen in his chaotic eyes. He asked softly, "Lil' Black, why did you bring a human to the Dragons' core?"

There was a hint of reproach in his voice as if he was dissatisfied with the dragon emperor's behavior. Ou Yangming was shocked, but he did not sense any malice from the old man. What surprised him was the way the old man addressed the dragon emperor.