Chapter 0126-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

Lal’s father was stunned and stammered a bit, “You, you don’t care how old my son is, anyway-“

“I’m seven years and eleven months old ……,” whispered Lal from the sidelines.

“Louder! I can’t hear you!” Noa looked over at Lal, who was cowering on the couch across the room.

Lal immediately puffed out his chest and his voice booming back, “Seven years and eleven months!”

The little guy was so close to just getting up from the couch and saluting Noa.

“He said he was seven years and eleven months old.” Noah said.

Leon shrugged, “Oh, rounding up to all eight years old. So, an eight year old hatchling joining forces with two toad dragons of about the same age can’t beat my one year old daughter.”

“啧啧啧，这种丢人的事儿，如果被我遇到了，我就找个地方眯起来，把这事儿烂在肚子里，绝对不会像你一样把“我儿子被一个一岁小孩打了”这句话挂脸上。”

Dragons naturally possessed the mentality of admiring strength.

The strongest man is honored, a creed they’ve been instilled with since they were young.

And now, after a bragging and boasting session with Ral’s father, it turns out that whatever knighthood he had, whatever apology he had demanded, was simply too much to handle in front of Leon’s few simple words.

Leaving aside the fact that it was Lal who was usually the evil one, and last night it was Noa who provoked Noa first before being cleaned up by Noa;

The mere fact that “three cocooned eight-year-olds were easily beaten by a single fetus-born one-year-old” belongs to a level that would make people think it’s bullshit just by saying it out loud.

After Leon’s “kind reminder”, Lars’ father also realized this.

His eyes were flustered, he pursed his dry lips, and he continued to forcefully

“Maybe my son was in bad shape, or didn’t get enough to eat, and your daughter just won by fluke.”

Leon raised an eyebrow, “So? Let’s put them in the same group for the next sparring session. Noa, do you have a problem with that?”

Noah shook his head, “I’m fine with that.”

“I… I have a problem with that ……,” Lal faltered, raising his other, unbroken hand.

With his own son demolishing the stage like this, Lal’s father was truly a bit dumbfounded this time, but the fire was clearly not suppressed.

Just just standing there, dry-eyed, staring at Leon, unable to say a single word, the

Then Leon is not used to him.

“What was that about me teaching my daughter how to beat your son in public? Sorry, I’m not teaching her how to beat because she already broke your precious son’s arm. I’m teaching how to beat better and easier, OK?”

“You! ……”

“Why, your son is used to bullying others, then my daughter is usually used to fighting with me, who knows your son is so weak that he breaks his arm in a random fight?”

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