C213 Ungrateful

Loong Jiaoyang retrieved the Gray Congealing Grass and carefully applied it to the Little Golden Barbarian Bull. Wincing in pain, the Bull demanded, "Loong Jiaoyang, give it to me straight—why did you ambush me earlier?"

"The Golden Crow might have been telling the truth," Loong Jiaoyang confessed, unable to conceal the truth.

"When that third eye appeared on your forehead