"Hmm."
"But didn't you initially say that they were all your father's exclusive female dragons and you couldn't touch them?"
"Hmm, what about it?"
"What the hell do you mean, 'what about it'!"
Fat Long looked at Black Dragon in disbelief, his face full of shock as he said, "Your Dragon Clan is just too messy, what is even going on? If the Human Race did this, people would be gossiping about them behind their backs, and even if they did engage in such activities, they'd keep it secret. Why do you all act so righteous about it?"
"I see."
Black Dragon shook his head, his whiskers fluttering in mid-air, "According to your human customs, this seems to be not allowed, or at least it's not endorsed openly. That's because humans are numerous, fighting and killing every day, yet they still manage to maintain a stable population."
"Naturally, there are all sorts of rules."
"Because even without promiscuity, your race can maintain a normal state of inheritance."
