“You’ve got a lot of guts to be talking about assimilating Dragon King.”

Winter Bloodless and Patriarch Kingheaven were both completely taken aback by Yang Qi’s plan. If word got out that he’d assimilated Dragon King, he would make himself a full-blown enemy of the God Dragon Tribe. They wouldn't stop going after him until he was dead. Few immortals would ever even consider such a thing. Even the most powerful old-timers would avoid conflict with the Dragonfolk, and they’d even just suck up any losses they suffered.

Besides, considering he had Dragon King hostage, the Dragonfolk would hesitate to shoot the rat for fear of breaking the vases, providing Yang Qi at least a certain measure of safety.

And it would theoretically be possible to ransom Dragon King to the Dragonfolk, who would definitely pay an incredible price to get one of their important old-timers back.

“Young Sir Dragon Proudheaven, you absolutely, positively shouldn’t try for small gains only to lose big. Why don’t we take some time to think this matter over?”

“I’ve already thought it over,” Yang Qi said. “I...