Me and My Cold CEO Wife

Chapter 1979 - 1968: Training the Black Dragon

The Black Dragon in the midst of rolling movements paused and, after a moment, spoke, "I wasn't cheating."Ning Fan snorted coldly, "Whether you were or not, you know best. Don't challenge my patience."

When the colors on the Black Dragon's head disappeared, Ning Fan clearly noticed its body pause momentarily, although it quickly resumed tumbling all over the ground.

Recalling the scene just now, Ning Fan couldn't help but curse, "What a brainless fool, with your massive size, are you afraid others won't notice your false moves? Are you insulting my eyes or my intelligence?"

Previously, if Ning Fan dared to speak like this, the Black Dragon would definitely have spit insults back at him, but now it quietly accepted the abuse with lowered eyes.

"You've become so obedient!"

Upon noticing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Ning Fan's eyes, and he then asked, "What just happened?"

"I don't know."

"Really don't know?"

Ning Fan's eyes turned cold, threatening in a sinister manner, "Think clearly before you answer."

"My Divine Power lost control."

Ning Fan impatiently snorted, "Explain better."

Upon learning that it was due to the Divine Power losing control and impacting the Dragon Crystal, Ning Fan further asked, "Why would the Divine Power lose control?"

The occurrence of power loss is normal, but it's usually just a slight disturbance to the Dantian and Meridians, causing only minor internal injuries.

For the Black Dragon to suffer like this, in constant torment, in agony, is highly abnormal.

Normally, a power loss is just a temporary issue.

However, the Black Dragon's loss of Divine Power shows no signs of stopping, as if intending to destroy it.

"Bec... because..."

Seeing the Black Dragon stammering endlessly, Ning Fan impatiently said, "Because of what? Speak up, or I'm leaving."

"You..."

The Black Dragon roared angrily, its pupils shifting between spindle and round shapes, clearly indicating its extreme rage.

Ning Fan patted his chest, sarcastically said, "You're so fierce, I'm so scared, so I'm off then."

As soon as the words fell, the Black Dragon quickly uttered, "No!"

"No what?"

"Don't leave me."

Hearing the Black Dragon's awkward tone, Ning Fan's skin crawled with goosebumps, then he spookily chuckled, "Then beg me."

"The Dragon Clan never..."

Before the Black Dragon could finish, Ning Fan waved his hand saying, "Then I'm off."

"No... I'm begging you."

If it weren't for Ning Fan's incredible hearing, he might not have heard these words.

What impressed him more was how the Black Dragon, with such a big voice, could suppress its volume to such a low level, simply astonishing.

Ning Fan lazily dug in his ear and said, "Can't hear you."

"You..."

It seems to have thought it over, the Black Dragon only uttered "You," and then quickly shut its mouth.

"Hurry up. I'll be waiting forever."

After a moment of silence, seemingly in a fit of pique, the Black Dragon opened its mouth wide and loudly roared, "I said I'm begging you."

The tremendous gust threatened like a mini hurricane.

Ning Fan covered his mouth with a face of disdain and said, "Such a big mouth; you need to cleanse it. Even a lizard needs to mind its hygiene."

The Black Dragon's body, fortified by Divine Power, might not be spotless, but at least it shouldn't breed uncleanliness, how could it emit livestock-like stench?

Ning Fan said these words just to intentionally disgust the Black Dragon.

Sure enough, the next second, the Black Dragon flared up in anger, but its incessant fury was snuffed out by Ning Fan's cold laugh.

"Add a prefix to the last sentence; say 'Master, I'm begging you.'

The Black Dragon glared wide-eyed, angrily roaring, "You can kill a man, but not humiliate him. Just go."

"Alright then."

Then, Ning Fan really withdrew his spiritual power.

Feeling the increasingly searing heat, the once righteous Black Dragon quickly said, "Master, I'm begging you."

"Nope. Your attitude isn't right, not the look of someone asking for help."

"I... I can't take it anymore, Ma... Master, I'm begging you."

The agonizing pain had already twisted the Black Dragon's voice from gruff to a sharp pitch.

"Nothing can be done, I'm soft-hearted."

Ning Fan sighed and once again extended his spiritual power to dispel the Light of Life.

The relief from pain made the Black Dragon softly plead, "You... Master, can you help me..."

"No."

Ning Fan refused without a second thought.

Joking aside, having finally found a way to restrain the Black Dragon, how could he solve its suffering completely?

"Umm... I'm a little hurt, I'll help you when I'm recovered."

Ning Fan shook his head, leaning on his forehead saying, "It's truly a headache. Who told me to be a soft-hearted kind man."

"Fine, I can wait."

The Black Dragon nodded fawningly, yet in its heart, it cursed madly, "Damn worm, when I recover, I'll wash this humiliation away and let your stinking soul suffer eternal burning by Magic Fire."

Just then, Ning Fan suddenly said, "Big Lizard, are you cursing me in your heart?"

The Black Dragon was startled and quickly flattered saying, "No... certainly not, how could I curse you? You are my savior."

"Really?"

Ning Fan murmured doubtfully, then encouraged with his eyes, gently saying, "Actually, if you have any thoughts about me, feel free to say it outright. I'm quite democratic, and would certainly consider good suggestions."

"Truly no."

The Black Dragon rapidly shook its head, in its heart, Ning Fan was just a despicable scoundrel, the representative of all original sins in this world.

Unless it had some kind of brain freeze, it would never trust Ning Fan's nonsense.

"Glad to hear."

Ning Fan nodded, brainstorming his next move.

I am the knife, it's the fish.

The Black Dragon is now a served dish before Ning Fan, and he could consume it as he pleased.

Perhaps taking this chance to make this Black Dragon obedient, Ning Fan would turn his name backwards.

"My arms and legs are aching, I need to find a place to rest."

Saying this, Ning Fan's gaze wandered around, seemingly trying to find a place to rest.

Noticing Ning Fan's unwavering stare on its head, recalling the previous words, the Black Dragon shut its dragon mouth in silence, deeply wishing to eat Ning Fan alive.

"This big lizard is quite stubborn."

Ning Fan shrugged and faintly said, "I'll go rest first, once I heal, I'll help resolve your issues."

"No."

Upon saying this, the Black Dragon blew hard, sweeping the ground spotlessly clean as it eagerly said, "Here's clean, Master please rest."

"You're quite savvy."

Ning Fan nodded with satisfaction, and then in the Black Dragon's expected gaze, turned his tone, "But I don't like sitting on the ground."

"Where would you like to sit, then?"