Little Thirteen was beaming with excitement, clearly carrying important news he wanted to share with Brother Tianlong immediately.
However, he abruptly stopped in his tracks as he rushed in. When his gaze fell upon the eleven gleaming glass beads on the dark rock, the light on his face instantly dimmed, and his lips pursed in a pitiful expression.
"Ah... Brother Tianlong, you found out again." Little Thirteen's voice lowered, carrying a hint of childish disappointment.
However, he quickly regained his composure.
In his heart, this Brother Tianlong was almost omniscient and omnipotent, and his strength was unfathomable. He had never disappointed him.
Although Xiao Shisan had no good news to share, his slight resentment turned into deliberate urging. He stamped his foot and pointed to the only remaining glass bead on the sand table:
"Brother Tianlong, didn't you always say you wanted to personally seize a dragon vein?"
"Now there's only one dragon vein left out of the twelve in Zhongzhou! If you don't go and grab it now, it'll definitely be snatched away by someone else!"
Upon hearing this, Tianlong's lips curled into an enigmatic smile.
He stepped forward slowly, extended his slender fingers, and gently flicked the tender dragon horn on Little Thirteen's forehead with a hint of affection.
"Little Thirteen, do you know why I'm not in a hurry?" Tianlong's voice was deep and magnetic, carrying an all-knowing understanding.
Little Thirteen covered his little dragon horns, blinked his big eyes in confusion, and tried hard to think for a long time, shaking his little head like a rattle drum: "I don't know!"
Tianlong's gaze seemed to casually sweep over several seemingly calm shadows outside the courtyard, where a few extremely subtle auras rippled.
A cold, mocking glint flashed in his eyes.
The timing is perfect.
"because,"
Tianlong's voice suddenly rose, carrying a penetrating, almost declarative quality—
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