White Dragon's head buzzed.
Instantly, he was bewildered.
He began recalling, wondering if he had made a mistake in his words, thinking he should quickly remedy it.
But after pondering over it repeatedly, he realized he hadn't said anything wrong. He had recited Rainsoft's instructions, word for word, to Julius Reed.
Before this, he had memorized it countless times; it had become a conditioned response.
During his imprisonment, he repeatedly reflected on each word, even considering what questions the other party might ask.
Now, without asking a single question, they directly proceeded to strike; what did this mean?
"Master, I'm devotedly pledging allegiance to you, yet you want to hit me; what does this signify? Are you really that narrow-minded? If word gets out, what will those originally serving Trent Marsh think?"
