Demacia: [Picture.]
[Hint: Dragons love glamorous treasures.]
[Who doesn't know that? Useless hint.] Xiahou Fuxing pouted, rubbing continuously before a corpse, fiddling with his seasonings.
Demacia raised an eyebrow: [No, this is the best hint. My plan is this: Since we can't conquer this dragon, then let's not conquer it. We'll both save our logout points, then just log out. Your task is.....]
Xiahou Fuxing: [Will this really work?]
Demacia: [Unconventional tasks require unconventional means, stop talking and start.]
Xiahou Fuxing hesitated a bit, but seeing Demacia's eager expression and realizing it wasn't his money being spent, he didn't bother to persuade him further.
With an exchanged glance, Xiahou Fuxing picked up the mangled seasonings and headed towards the Black Dragon. When he was almost there, they exchanged another glance, and Xiahou Fuxing's figure instantly vanished.
Lixting, who had been spiritually observing these two Blue Star people, was stunned.
