C78

"Brat, don't spout nonsense. It's not time to tell him yet. I've erased his previous memories …"

Wang Xiaohu heard a familiar voice in his mind. It was the golden dragon. When Wang Xiaohu looked over, the golden dragon seemed to blink at him …

Was this really that godly dragon that people had to worship? Why did I feel like that look was a little wretched!

"Junior Martial Brother Wang