Ao Quan felt an uncontrollable urge well up within him. “I’m looking at you, shithead!” he blurted out instinctively.

Naturally, his Soulspeak ability was interrupted.

What the hell was that?

Ao Quan was completely stunned. He had no idea why he would suddenly say such a thing.

Then again, it seemed like a perfectly legitimate thing to say, given the context, so he didn’t give it any further thought. He continued on with what he had tried to say earlier on. “Dragon Soulspeak…”

Again, he was interrupted before he could finish. “Whatcha lookin’ at?”

“I’m looking at you, shithead!” Ao Quan instinctively replied.

Ao Quan covered his mouth in disbelief, his eyes going wide. The first time could have been chalked off as an anomaly. However, there was no way he wouldn’t realize something was off after it happened twice in a row.

“Are you also a member of the dragon race? Are you capable of Dragon Soulspeak?” In a state of shock, he quickly studied Zu An, but saw no traces in his appearance that marked him as a member of the dragon race. He didn’t sense the slightest bit of dragon aura from...