Dragon Master

"I understand, and please send my sincere wishes to the head of dragon lords. I won't let him down." Thomas said with a solemn expression.

"Well, very well. You will be generously rewarded with immeasurable fortune if you get things done." The man in black said, giving Thomas a rather empty promise.

The man was gone afterwards.

Looking at the figure left, Thomas’s eyes flickered, and he had almost forgotten that he was one of the men of the head of dragon lords in all these years. It made him sick to be under his command again.

But what would come to him if he dared to disobey his order? And what if he chose to trust Maximilian? Was it worth it?

Though Maximilian was said to be the nominal successor of the Dragon Sect, there were basically no actual forces supporting him.

There was an old saying that "the precious stone lands its innocent possessor in jail", and now Maximilian was the one who was holding that precious stone. It was no doubt that he was under great risk now.

The only purpose of the head of dragon lords was, obviously, to entrap Maximilian.

Thomas sighed, lighting a cigarette. He had no idea which side he should be.

Finished up his cigarette in seconds, Thomas frowned and murmured, "Life is difficult, while making choices made it even more so. So, what's next?"

He then stubbed out the cigarette, and initiated a bold idea in his mind.

Preston, dressed in a robe, got out of the car, reached out his hand and put a delicate box in his right hand. It was a little box made of pterocarpus santalinus. Looking at the box, Preston seemed extraordinarily pleasant and confident, as he prepared this becaise everyone said Marcus loved collection.

ingredients and cooks

more than fresh and the

at the top of the hill drawing close to him, "Wait for my words and

the villa's door, Preston pushed the button and activated the video call to talk to

someone called himself a friend of mistress wants

the gate, and was about to go downstairs to greet the visitor.

called himself the friend of his daughter, Marcus thought he should perform in a

television, Laura and Flora looked at Marcus with confused

you look so serious?" Laura

take it seriously because maybe he is one of her business partners and come to visit

"Why don't you tell me that earlier? If you'd informed me earlier, I would have a chance to get

have time, and let's go to pick your clothes and leave uncle Griffith here to chat with the guest first. I will give you a nice

all these days being a freeloader here, she became really

honey! Let's go!"

got out of the living room that the servant brought

his long robe. For these years, not so many people would like to dress in the kind of robe of retro style, even less for those who were

him, called Preston, was exactly

ask

first name is Preston, and my second name is Richardson." said Preston, cupping his hands and slightly bending

right? Such a good name. Now, come on, and

was good, Marcus greeted him and praised him in a smiling