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 by James’

this man, James? Why does he deserve such

“Young man, it seems your Primordial Spirit is about the same

being momentarily taken aback, Yianni

you know me! Come on, bow to me too! I want to feel important...” Before he could

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

It’s fine.

him as your friend, how 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 is higher, right?’ Yianni looked at James with a relieved expression and said,

we weren't wrong about you.”

the residual soul of

could not grasp the

Yianni stared at James and said, “After so many years, are you still angry and unwilling to see

a colorful light emerged from his body,