At Wu Tian's house, guards watched over all four directions. A total of 360 Kings of Soldiers were stationed there, and even the Seven Saints of Dragon Country had arrived. When some of the Seven Saints perished, they were naturally replaced by others.
Without much thought, Wu Tian knew who wanted to see him. Within the Dragon Country, there was only one person of such noble status. He ignored the Kings of Soldiers and the Seven Saints of Dragon Country, walking directly into his home. At this moment, he had the authority to do so, and no one dared to accuse him of being impolite.
As soon as he entered, he heard an elderly but resonant voice.
"What an adorable child. May this old man hold you?"
This was followed by the little one's blunt refusal. "No way! You're ugly!"
