I asked him before, but he didn't say anything, so I just wanted to know more."

"Actually, among the revolutionary army, Xiong is the one with the most independent thoughts. Sometimes I don't even know what he thinks, and he didn't tell me about it."

"Is that really the case?" Mo Sen understood.

He also felt that if Long knew the situation, he would not let him carry out such transformation.

Of course, I don’t know whether this is the case specifically.

After all, he is not familiar with dragons either.

While Mawson was talking to Long, others had already begun to perform their duties, and most of Sabo's wounds had disappeared.

He and Kella walked to Long and Mosen, supporting each other.

"Mr. Long, Mr. Mohsen..."

Mawson patted Sabo on the shoulder, and then glanced at Kerla, who was still a little shocked.

"Boy, you've done a good job. You have a companion who can fight for you without fear of death. Cherish it!"

As he said that, he winked at Sabo and curled his lips at Kerra. What he meant was already very obvious.

Since a joke can be made, it proves that this time things will indeed turn around.
Chapter completed!