The Black Dragon had proactively given Yang Chan the Cultivation Technique he wanted, so he was naturally satisfied.
He knew in his heart that the Black Dragon's current cooperation was due to two things. First, its life and death were in his hands. Second, the control Secret Technique left behind by the Profound Celestial Divine Monarch was proving to be remarkably effective.
It had made a proud, untamable member of the Dragon Race like the Black Dragon act submissive. Even now, a look of terror lingered in its eyes. It had clearly been frightened by his earlier methods; otherwise, it would never behave this way.
"Black Dragon, as a member of the Dragon Race, have you ever heard of Dragon Tamers?"
Yang Chan's gaze was fixed on the Black Dragon. He always watched its eyes, as they often revealed subtle clues.
Even those most skilled at hiding their emotions still betray themselves through their eyes.
