"Are you the son of the Sun God?"
"No, I am merely a descendant of the dragon."
Shi Ming, whose body had transformed into light, shook his head seriously.
'But on second thought,' he mused, 'the Flame Emperor also holds the title of Sun God, and aren't all people of the Dragon Country descendants of the Flame and Yellow Emperors? So there's actually some basis for calling me a son of the Sun God.'
'It's not like that neighboring country that calls itself "Descendants of the Sun," just making up a mythological system to suit themselves. How ridiculous.'
'Haven't they stolen enough already?'
...
"Dragon?"
Various legends of the East surfaced in the old man's mind.
