Lann didn't take it to heart and patted his chest where the Qilin had nudged him.
When he previously chopped off the Qilin's azure horn, he used a sword blade, and the Qilin cooperated well, so the break of the crystal long horn was smooth, unlike last time when the Golden Lion forcibly broke it off, leaving jagged stubs like short swords.
But the Qilin wasn't done; it acted persistently like a big dog, lowering its head to nudge Lann and deliberately showing him the broken horn on its head.
"Neeeigh!"
'How about it? Don't you feel sorry for me? Hmm?'
The ancient dragon's intent was conveyed through the mutated [Yakxi Rune].
"Then what do you want to do about it!" Lann pushed forward with both hands, pushing the Qilin's persistent head away. "I'd train you, but you always run off first!"
The Qilin's ruby-like eyes turned, seeming to have hundreds of schemes, but its mind was still in a naive, empty state.
Thinking about it, Lann's words seemed indeed reasonable.
