The Golden Flood Dragon said, somewhat embarrassed, "It's not quite that exaggerated..."
"So you did have something in mind?" Master Mao was having none of it. He stared coldly at the Golden Flood Dragon and sneered, "I've always wanted to make a bow. I've already got the bow itself, I'm just missing a string..."
"Master Mao... I truly never intended to harm any of you! If anything were to happen to you, wouldn't I suffer the consequences as well?" the Golden Flood Dragon said with an aggrieved look.
"I now seriously doubt every single word you say!" Master Mao gave the Golden Flood Dragon a distrustful look and sneered. "I refuse to believe that you don't have some other scheme brewing in that head of yours."
"Well... I do have a selfish motive, ahem..." the Golden Flood Dragon said helplessly. "Within my race... my status is low, and I'm often bullied. I brought you all back this time to show off a bit and intimidate my fellow kinsmen..."
