"Send it back to where it belongs." A nervous tic pulled at the corner of Ye Feng's eye as his gaze swept like a blade toward the girl not far away.
Only yesterday, on a whim, he had thought that having the girl raise some gentle creatures might awaken a shred of human warmth within her. Yet the black dragon currently occupying half the courtyard, its entire body wreathed in the aura of the abyss, was clearly a far cry from the fluffy pet he had envisioned.
"It's very gentle." Luna's pale fingertips brushed against the dragon's ferocious horns, and the giant beast—whose mere presence could make the stars tremble—obediently lowered its head, its dark gold slit-pupils half-closed.
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