Chapter 46: “Little Sensitive”

"Soon, they will hatch. But, what should we do after they hatch?" said Ares in confusion.

"Master, take it easy, we already know what to do, and we've prepared it for them." Dorgan moved his hand, pointing at the pile of fresh meat that he had cleaned.

"In the past, after we hatched, we immediately felt hungry, and the meat was what we needed," Dorson said.

Ares, who finally understood, could only nod. Before long, something utterly crushed the two dragon eggs, and two tiny white dragons emerged from the shattered eggs.

The two newborn dragons licked the remaining egg slime; after the mud on their bodies was used up, they sniffed it out. After that, they crawled onto the pile of meat he had prepared.

"They are starving," Ares replied when he saw the two newly born dragons devour the meat.

Ares also touched the heads of the two dragons in turn. And instead of being angry, they were enjoying what Ares was doing.