“Master, I'll follow your order.”

“Good!” Nan Fang nodded in satisfaction, but his face remained cold. “Elder Long, I hope you won't be like those old men. You've to follow whatever I said!”

Elder Long trembled; cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He understood that this time he had said too much and made his master angry.

“I've said too much. Master, please forgive me.”

The coldness on Nan Fang's face gradually faded. “You can go,” he said calmly.

Elder Longar bowed in respect and retreated.

None of them looked at the black dragon again, as if it had already disappeared…

Inside the huge cage, the black dragon's eyes were bloodshot, and the electricity that struck it had rendered it senseless.

Powerful rage surged through its heart, making it lose all of its senses.

'These people are going to hurt Little Nine!

'How dare you!'

It was unable to protect Little Nine in its past life, and this sorrow had hunted it until now.

Boom!

The black dragon smashed its head on the cage; its energy made it tremble for a moment.

No one looked at him again.

Even the people in the dungeon had left.

Perhaps they thought that the black dragon in the cage could not do anything again.

Therefore…

No one noticed that each time the black dragon hit the cage, it became more powerful and…

Its energy gradually increased.

Anger, panic, and sadness were like flames burning its heart.

The sky in Nan City suddenly darkened, as if black clouds were floating in the sky.

However, no one noticed the difference. They only thought it was the change in the weather, and no one cared about this…

The first to notice it was the paralyzed Old Master Nan, who was confined to his bed.

He cast his gaze out the window to the dark clouds and slowly closed his eyes.

'The sky in Nan City will change after all…'

The door was pushed open, and with a heavy footstep, someone slowly walked up to the old man.

Old Master Nan turned his head, not wanting to look at the visitor.

Nan Fang looked at the old man, who was still stubborn. He sneered. “Father, I've sent Rong Qi to chase after Tian Ya. Oh, do you know who Tian Ya is? He has killed a lot of people in our Nan City, and this time I've sent your people to kill him.”

The old man trembled. He held his own hands tightly, trying to calm down.

“Oh, I know you don't want him to go, but there's no way to stop me. I've already asked you to rest in this courtyard, and no one is allowed to visit you. There's no way to get him back. Once he dies, the Nan family will be completely mine…”

Nan Fang smirked, slowly moving toward the head of the bed. “Father, do you know what you've done? You wouldn't have caused so much trouble if you had agreed to marry your daughter to me back then. If she has married me, she would have been the lady of the Nan family, and you could have enjoyed your life in peace…”

The old man's fists were trembling, but he had long been unable to say a word, and even if he had been angry, he could no longer curse like back then.

“By the way, it's hard that you can't speak now, isn't it? You were the one who cursed me, saying I was ungrateful, calling me a pig or dog. Funny… The ungrateful one is your precious daughter! Can't you see how good I am to her? She said she didn't want to marry me, but why didn't you force her? Now, even if she appears before me, I will not marry her anymore!”