The Little Fire Dragon, Bo Fengyin, fixed his gaze on the White Dragon, Si Mingjing. His eyes, as large as Luminous Pearls, stared unblinkingly at her before he suddenly turned his head and WHOOSHED away.
He moved with incredible speed, vanishing before the White Dragon, Si Mingjing’s eyes in an instant.
The White Dragon, Si Mingjing, stared in bewildernt in the direction the Little Fire Dragon, Bo Fengyin, had disappeared, pausing for a mont. Doesn’t this child want to acknowledge ?
Ye Shen said, "This child is quite sothing... Sister-in-law, don’t be sad. He surely needs so ti to accept this. He was just asking us about you earlier."
"It’s okay," Si Mingjing said, struggling to hide her hurt and feigning composure. "Let’s not worry about him for now."
The imdiate priority was to prevent the volcano from erupting further.
The Little Fire Dragon, Bo Fengyin, swam and swam until he reached the Black Dragon, Bo Leng. In an excited, agitated whisper, he said, "Uncle! Uncle! I saw Mommy! She’s so beautiful! Super beautiful! What do I do?"
"What do you an, ’what do I do’?" the Black Dragon, Bo Leng, responded, continuing his work as an excavator.
"Of course, I an what should *I* do? Uncle, do you think Mommy likes ?"
The Little Fire Dragon, Bo Fengyin, was extrely nervous. It was his first ti eting his mother, and he hadn’t been prepared at all. Just earlier, he had even made his uncle cry. Will Mommy think I’m badly behaved? Will she despise ?
Instead of comforting him, Bo Leng added insult to injury, "Maybe she doesn’t."
"Ah? Why? Am I not likable?"
The Black Dragon, Bo Leng, turned back, glanced at his little nephew, and asked, "Are *you* likable?"
"OW... WAAAH... I can change! Uncle, is it too late for to change now?"
Without offering any comfort, the Black Dragon, Bo Leng, coldly spat out a few words, "Recite your self-criticism for ."
The Little Fire Dragon, Bo Fengyin, began his self-criticism. "I’m not well-behaved. I just like to be naughty and cause trouble. Even you get a headache because of , Uncle. Mommy definitely won’t like that!"
"Not a headache."
The Little Fire Dragon, Bo Fengyin, let out a surprised "Huh?" He clearly didn’t believe Bo Leng, but then a glimr of hope appeared. "Really, Uncle? You really don’t get a headache?"
Bo Leng ruthlessly retorted, "It’s my liver that aches!" He was practically fuming.
It was like a dull thud, shattering the Little Fire Dragon, Bo Fengyin’s fantasies.
"Continue with your self-criticism," Bo Leng instructed.
The Little Fire Dragon, Bo Fengyin, had lost his enthusiasm and no longer wished to continue.
The Little Dragon slamd his tail against the wall, following Bo Leng and venting his dejection. THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!
His violent force was like that of a little demolition expert.
"Uncle, is there still hope for to be saved?"
"There is."
That single word made the Little Fire Dragon, Bo Fengyin, feel as if a spring breeze had brushed his face.
In this thrilling mont, the Little Fire Dragon, Bo Fengyin, eagerly asked, "Uncle? Really? Really?"
"Mmhmm."
In a asured voice, the Black Dragon, Bo Leng, said, "A mother doesn’t reject her child for his faults."
"SOB SOB SOB..." Tears stread down the Little Fire Dragon, Bo Fengyin’s face. He held back a surge of frustration and swung his dragon tail even harder.
Gritting his teeth, the Little Fire Dragon, Bo Fengyin, turned and left. He was going to find his mother; he was determined to try and redeem himself!
His uncle had said that no matter how enormous the challenge, one must never despair and always forge ahead. Only by doing so could one hope to find a way out of a desperate situation; otherwise, there’d be no hope at all!
Si Mingjing was digging, continuing to carve a channel to connect the erupting river of magma with other magma conduits...
Suddenly, a Little Fire Dragon rushed in front of her. He vigorously waved his little dragon tail, trying to impress her with his earnest efforts.
The White Dragon, Si Mingjing, grew anxious. Why has this child co out on his own again?
Watching him energetically swing his little dragon tail to strike the molten rock wall, Si Mingjing’s heart ached. She spoke tenderly, "Baby, let do it."
The Little Fire Dragon, Bo Fengyin, whirled around to look at the White Dragon, Si Mingjing, his voice overflowing with surprised hope, "I’m... I’m your baby?"
"Of course! You’re my little treasure. Let Mommy do it."
Si Mingjing recalled Ye Shen ntioning that this child had been digging in the volcanic lava tunnels for several hours.
Si Mingjing saw that the Little Fire Dragon’s tail was rubbed raw and bleeding.
Her heart aching for the child, Si Mingjing repeated, "Baby, let Mommy do it. You rest back here."
"Am I really your baby?" the Little Fire Dragon Bo Fengyin asked, his voice brittle with excitent.
"Does it hurt?" Si Mingjing looked at his little dragon tail.
"It doesn’t hurt! This dragon doesn’t hurt at all! Am I really, truly your little treasure?"
The Little Fire Dragon, Bo Fengyin, sought confirmation repeatedly. Could his mother really not find fault with her mischievous son, just as Uncle said? Did a mother truly love her child, faults and all?
The Little Fire Dragon, Bo Fengyin, was so moved he was on the verge of tears. His previously listless mood vanished, replaced by a surge of energy, as if he’d eaten spinach and was now strong all over!
What is with this child? Si Mingjing wondered.
If she had hands in this form, she would have already embraced him.
She said, "Yes."
"WAAAH, Mommy~~~"
The Little Fire Dragon, Bo Fengyin, suddenly burrowed under the White Dragon, Si Mingjing, rubbing his little head vigorously against her scale-covered body, so delighted he felt like he could fly.
Si Mingjing’s heart suddenly softened. She extended a dragon claw and gently touched the Little Fire Dragon.
Just then, she heard Bo Leng’s voice from afar, "Bo Fengyin?"
"Uncle, this dragon is here!"
The Black Dragon, Bo Leng, swam to the cave entrance and shouted, "Co out!"
The Little Fire Dragon, Bo Fengyin, excitedly went to Bo Leng. "Uncle! You were right! A mother doesn’t reject her child for his faults! Mommy said I’m her little treasure! I really can be redeed after all!"
The Black Dragon, Bo Leng, glanced at the tell-tale moisture in the Little Fire Dragon Bo Fengyin’s eyes and said, "Disgraceful!"
Getting teary-eyed over such a small thing.
The White Dragon, Si Mingjing, also swam out. "Big Brother," she said.
The White Dragon Si Mingjing’s tail was also injured, and Bo Leng’s was no exception.
But no one said a word.
Bo Leng’s expression was cold, hiding a tenderness few could detect.
He said, "No need to dig anymore. The volcanic eruption has stopped. Co up with ."
Upon hearing this, Si Mingjing breathed a huge sigh of relief. The volcano had stopped erupting, aning a great disaster had been averted. Everything she had done was worth it.
Looking at the Little Fire Dragon Bo Fengyin’s injured tail, Si Mingjing said, "Good."
She wanted to return as soon as possible to treat her son’s injuries.
The ones happiest to hear this news were Ye Shen and Fengjue. They could finally leave this hellish place!
This place was a nightmare. They never wanted to co back a second ti!
「About ten minutes later.」
Countless people saw three dragons: a large Black Dragon, a large White Dragon, and a small white dragon flying out of the volcano, which no longer spewed lava.
The people realized it must have been them who stopped the volcanic eruption. They had saved the millions of citizens of Shendu.
When the three dragons flew back to Shendu, many people with long-focus caras captured images of their badly wounded tails.
A mont later, countless citizens of Shendu shouted towards the sky.
"The Queen is injured! Her Majesty was injured protecting Shendu! The Queen is the eternal Guardian God of the Mu Continent! Our great Queen!"
"Great Queen, we love you!"
"Long live the Queen! Long live the Queen!"
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