C522 Beneath the Spirit Lake

"Motta, do you have anything else to say?"

The spear once again easily broke through the floor tiles that were covering the underground passage. Ye Xing walked into this underground passage that led to an unknown destination and could not help but smile.

"I have nothing to say. Master, as long as you are happy."

Even he, an old Flood Dragon who had lived for more than a thousand years