As Ning Fan dragged, a man and a dragon plummeted towards the ground amidst a howling wind.
"Finally caught you, you rascal."
Ning Fan sneered, smashing the black dragon back and forth again.
Actually, Ning Fan could use other methods, like climbing onto the black dragon's head and using his massive fists to hammer it.
Comparing which is harder, his fist or the dragon's head, would save a lot of effort.
But after accidentally smashing the black dragon a few times, Ning Fan found himself getting addicted.
He couldn't help it; Ning Fan had a shadow in his heart concerning this matter.
When he first met Nannan in Tai Kingdom, Ning Fan played a little game of flying back and forth with this Holy Infant.
This game had a similarity in essence to the "smashing back and forth" trick he was now employing.
The only difference was, back then, Ning Fan's face didn't have intimate contact with the ground.
"If Nannan were here, she'd surely clamor to play."
