Qi Ping gently stroked the little Cyan Dragon's body covered with dragon scales, finding the texture surprisingly pleasant.
"No, master, it's a name my mother gave me!"
"Mother? Have you ever seen your mother?" Qi Ping was taken aback by these words.
"No, Little Cyan has only felt my mother's aura and voice from inside the egg..."
"You became aware while your mother was still around? Do you know anything about your mother?"
Qi Ping did not expect this little Cyan Dragon to have communicated with the adult Four Symbols Divine Beast from countless ages ago, which made him slightly excited. Could he finally learn some truths from ancient times?
However, the little Cyan Dragon's next words brought him disappointment.
"I don't know, master. Little Cyan just became aware, and my mother talked to me for a few days but then suddenly told me that she and father had to go to a very far place and told Little Cyan to have a good sleep..."
