The dragon script was being written one word at a time, and the golden dragon script was so sacred and solemn. At this moment, Xiao Qiang could feel this solemn aura. Under such an aura, Xiao Qiang no longer spoke. He quietly gazed at the dragon characters, and although he did not recognize the dragon language, the meaning of each word clearly appeared in his mind.
"I am Long Xuan, willing to serve Xiao Qiang as my master, for eternity, never to betray. If I do, I shall be punished by the ancestral dragon, and stripped of the Dragon Clan's honor. Sincerely, Long Xuan!" These words, unique to the Dragon Clan, seemed so grave. Xiao Qiang had not expected such a conclusion. He should have been happy because a powerful member of the Dragon Clan was willing to serve him as master. Yet Xiao Qiang also knew that there was never a free lunch in this world; having become the master of the Xuanyuan Poison Dragon, he inevitably had to bear responsibility!
