"Huh?" they said, confusion all over their face.
"Heilong is the Wuran Kingdom." The beggar said. "Heilong and the Wuran Kingdom are one. The Wuran Kingdom didn't fall. Instead, it transformed in one realm." He told them.
Their eyes widened in shock.
"Over these years, the Wuran Kingdom became the Heilong Realm." The beggar said, as if with a sigh in his voice. "In these five hundred years, the Wuran Kingdom slowly began to expand with the help of the demonic qi transforming everything that it touched in its wake." He explained. "Now, the Wuran Kingdom is called 'Heilong' – a black dragon that will devour everything in its wake." He said.
Silence fell, and only the sound of the chatter in the background, as well as the cooking of the different food products and the thumping of the footsteps can be heard in the background.
