"I am the mighty Ocean Dragon King, after all..." Despite her verbal resistance, it was clear that the little dragon was starting to waver inside.
"It's just for one year, and you'll get a Golden Scale Dragon Carp too. Just one year. You have to give me the Golden Scale Dragon Carp..." Meanwhile, Timothy's voice was like a siren's call, tempting her relentlessly.
"Gulp, gulp, gulp." The little dragon couldn't help but swallow several times.
Just then, Timothy suddenly pulled out the Golden Scale Dragon Carp and waved it in front of her a couple of times.
The enticing aroma and the pure dragon essence related to the source of dragon blood overwhelmed her, and finally, her last line of defense was completely shattered.
"Alright, it's just one year. I, the Dragon King, can bend and stretch. Is one year really going to make a difference? Let me go, I agree to be your mount for a year!" The little dragon sounded reluctant, but she finally managed to say it, swallowing her pride.
