Eraapos;s Solemn Con

"It's getting late; my little dragonling is waiting for me at home for dinner. See you tomorrow," he said, then soared away in full view of everyone present, like a black eagle disappearing beyond the high palace walls.,"He has the guts to cause trouble but not enough brains to clean up after himself. This boy deserves a beating," was Mo Xiuyao's thought.,Mo Xiaobao’s handsome face immediately fell; his retribution did not wait until the future—it had arrived right now.。