At this moment, a flash of inspiration struck Jona Velli, and her tone shifted.
"Fine, you're determined to take me back to Dragon Island, right?"
"Yes, I am certain and absolutely positive."
"Fine, Old Geezer, you're the boss. Then I'll go ask my mother and see if she agrees or not."
Hearing Jona Velli's words, Polite visibly stiffened for a moment, but he quickly reacted.
"Are you lying to me? How could you possibly..."
"Nothing is impossible. I was driven out of the Dragons Lair by my mother. To be honest, she is currently sleeping in the Reikel Mountains next to the Slumbering Forest. I can wake her up whenever I want."
Polite subconsciously looked toward the towering mountains in the distance, his heart filled with hesitation.
The images of being ravaged by the White Dragon in the past were still vivid in his mind, making him feel a chill down below.
However, having lived for hundreds of years, he wasn't going to be fooled so easily.
"It's still quite a distance from here to the Reikel Mountains. Setting aside whether she's actually there, even if she is, what could you possibly do?"
Jona Velli gave a wicked smile.
"Do you think I'd tell you the method and let you prepare in advance?"
The suspicion in Polite's heart grew even stronger.
Could it be that she really isn't lying to me?
"Old Geezer, you should know the temperament of a Chromatic Dragon. Don't be so stubborn; it's completely impossible to try and civilize me. After all, I'm already in the Young Adult Stage, and my perceptions are long since formed."
As soon as these words were spoken, Polite wavered.
Although he was now in his prime and could rub that White Dragon into the dirt if they fought, he still didn't want to meet her.
Moreover, from the bottom of his heart, he didn't much like Chromatic Dragons anyway.
On the other hand, Jona Velli was already impressed by her own wit, unable to resist sticking out her tongue as she fantasized about Polite leaving in disgrace.
"Hehe~ hehehe~"
Seeing Jona Velli's foolish appearance, Polite's expression turned complex, and he wanted to take her away even less.
After all, the stupidity of White Dragons was etched into their genes. If other dragons found out he had been taken advantage of by the weakest White Dragon during a vulnerable moment, he would lose all his dragon face.
Even if he could help Jona Velli hide it, the nature of a White Dragon couldn't be changed—they just loved acting foolish. At that time, he feared... Thinking of this, Polite shuddered, shook his dragon head, and looked at Jona Velli with a complex gaze once more.
"Fine, I respect your choice."
Jona Velli was stunned. She hadn't expected this Silver Dragon to be so easy to talk to, agreeing just like that.
"Uh, Old Geezer, you're actually quite reasonable."
Polite ignored Jona Velli. After understanding the thoughts of this illegitimate daughter of his, he didn't want to have too much to do with these Evil Dragons.
Immediately, he turned to Sasha, who was standing to the side.
"Sasha, let's go."
"Uncle Polite, I..."
Sasha hesitated. On one hand, during these decades away, she truly missed everyone on Dragon Island, but on the other hand, she was somewhat reluctant to leave Jona Velli and the others.
After all, here she had experienced interesting things she never had on Dragon Island and had done many things she hadn't wanted to do before but ended up doing.
"What is it, Sasha? Do you not want to return to Dragon Island?"
"I..."
Sasha turned to look at the Three Dragons and found Gris looking reluctant, while the other two dragons were still observing.
Sasha fell into hesitation, and Polite's urging came again.
"Sasha, you wouldn't want your father to know you're a bad child, would you?"
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