The interior of the temple was just as Jake and Lucia imagined it. Plain and spacious. There were no carpets, no tapestries, no murals, no paintings, no sculptures. Just the same stone floor, walls and ceiling, which seemed to have been carved from the same block.
As Jinlong saw them gawking, he felt quite smug inside, believing them to be in awe of the sheer magnificence of their architectural engineering and exquisite aesthetics. Among the dragons, the bigger and plainer the better. For color and shine they had their own scales to admire.
Of course, this did not apply to their treasure trove. A dragon was only respected by its peers if it was at least sleeping on its own weight in gold. Tough luck, Jinlong didn't take them to visit the 'bedroom' or Jake might have been tempted to rob the whole place.
