Chapter 1667 Trump Card
- “Ugh, why am I back to this form?”
- Looking at the small Aragon perched on his shoulder, Emrys asked curiously, “Aragon, you're really not very persistent, are you? It hasn't even been a few minutes, and you've already reverted.”
- “Don't say things like that! If it weren't for you, would I have ended up like this?” Aragon retorted. “Luckily, I had a trump card. Otherwise, we'd all be done for today.”