Under Long Yan's suspicious stare, Qin Tianlao looked very indignant as if he had been greatly wronged.
Long Yan turned his eyes to Little Bug again and frowned, "If our Miss is really in your hands, please return her to us."
There was an indescribable disappointment in Little Bug's eyes. Before that, he was full of fantasies about the Ancestral Dragon Tribe and even imagined the day when he returned to the dragon ancestor tribe. But now...
Facing Long Yan's cold stare, he felt so disappointed.
Little Bug squinted, and a fierce gleam flickered across his eye. He looked up at the giant dragons all over the sky and said fearlessly, "I haven't even met your Miss. Why are you accusing me of kidnapping her?"
"Master Qin was right. If he wants to deal with you, he doesn't have to gather so many people and convict you." Long Yan's old voice sounded so cold, "But, since you're also a dragon ancestor, I'll let you go safe and sound if you hand over our Miss."
