"Protect!"
The Red Dragon Jeddon chewed on this word in his heart. In the traditions of the Colorful Dragon Clan, this concept did not exist. Even if it was a conclusion diametrically opposed to other Red Dragons, there was still no related concept in his heart because he also had no dragon he wanted to protect.
Even though he had decided to follow and pledge allegiance to the Holy Dragon's first grandson, Cezer, he was only willing to fight for him, having never had the thought of protecting him.
This dragon was even stronger than him, so what's the logic behind a weaker dragon guarding a stronger one?
"Jeddon, what do you think of my younger sister?"
Seeing the Red Dragon lost in thought, seemingly entangled with some issue, Cezer also pondered for a while before abruptly asking.
"What do you mean 'what'?"
Jeddon was taken aback and didn't dare to respond casually.
