Inside one of the massive training halls of the [Dragon Hell Resort], Dahlia stood with her arms crossed, looking over the first batch of dragon customers who had recently arrived.
All of them were dragons in humanoid form, with their heights ranging from two to several meters tall.
Their appearances varied greatly, with different hair colors, scales, horns, and other draconic features that reflected their respective dragon bloodlines.
Despite their differences, they all shared one thing in common... arrogance.
After all, they were dragons.
Even in their humanoid forms, their physical bodies were naturally far stronger than those of most cultivators and divine beings at the same realm.
This overwhelming racial advantage had made many of them extremely proud of their strength.
Dahlia studied the group for a moment before a fierce grin spread across her face. "Heh! So these are our new customers, huh?"
