Jiang Yuan chuckled: "Your passive skill activated again, wanting to draw out his Dragon Tendon."
"Exactly!"
As Jiang Yuan mentioned this, Nezha's eyes immediately lit up.
"He feels similar to Ao Zhu!"
"Ao Zhu?"
After thinking for a moment, Jiang Yuan finally recalled the name from his memory.
That lucky young man?
"Yes, it's him."
Nezha nodded seriously: "That's how she felt to me back then too."
"Now, this familiar feeling, it must be him!"
Nezha looked determined: "On this journey, though I wanted to draw Dragon Tendons from many dragons, he gave me the strongest feeling."
"And there's also a sense of dissatisfaction over something lost."
"Yes, exactly."
Looking at Nezha like this, Jiang Yuan felt a bit bewildered too.
This passive skill of Nezha, can it be used like this?
"But Ao Zhu…"
Jiang Yuan was about to say Ao Zhu was from the Human Clan when he suddenly paused.
