The Almighty Dragon General

James turned his head and saw a striking man in a black robe with long, flowing hair racing toward him with a flying sword.

The man had thick eyebrows and sharp, upturned eyes, exuding a remarkable aura.

His exquisite facial features were as if they were chiseled by a master sculptor, capable of captivating every woman who laid eyes on him.

His upright and powerful physique added to his extraordinary and commanding presence.

James recognized the man’s face but felt slightly unfamiliar, as if it were someone he had not seen for eons.

After recovering from the shock, James blurted out, “Mr. Yianni?” The handsome man placed his hands behind his back and responded smilingly, “Time sure does fly.

I’m already of so much seniority in the current era.” James was overjoyed and immediately dropped to his knees with a thud, paying his respect to Yianni.

“Master!” Yianni raised an eyebrow, surprised by the greeting.

approached, intrigued

man, James? Why does he deserve such respect from you?” James scolded frustratedly,

honoring my master!” Morgott snorted, “Young man, it seems

James’ master?” After being momentarily taken aback, Yianni snapped back to his

bow to me too! I want to feel important...” Before he could

and apologized, “Please forgive his lack of manners...” Yianni waved his hand, lifting James

It’s fine.

could I dare acknowledge you as my disciple?” James instantly had an awkward expression and thought, ‘Even if Morgott is older than Yianni, that doesn’t necessarily mean his status

glad we weren't wrong about

he had only met the residual soul of Yianni in the Marciais

grasp the

said, “After so many years, are you still angry and unwilling to see me?”

emerged from his body, and Lesia materialized