The Dragon Queen glanced at him from the corner of her eye, her eyelashes trembling ever so slightly as she scoffed, "What could possibly happen? The physique of the Dragon Clan is not as fragile as that of the Human Clan."
As she spoke, she slightly pulled down her collar to reveal the spot where an arrow had pierced through the day before.
The wound had already healed, and upon closer inspection, one could see a faint white scar.
Given the Dragon Queen's resistances, normal arrows couldn't even penetrate her scales.
Even if she were injured, she would recover rapidly.
But the arrow from yesterday was clearly different; not only did it manage to pierce through her body in dragon form, but the healing of the wound was also unusually slow.
The collar flashed, then fastened back up.
Fang Hao didn't even have time to look at the other spots.
He nodded and said, "Good, as long as you're fine. I plan to order some equipment from the Dwarves; do you need anything?"
