It had been a few days since the Golden Ao Island's wedding banquet.
"Brother Sect Master, it's no longer within our reach. Ah."
In the Dragon Palace of the East Ocean, two figures were hugging each other in the corner of the huge bed in the Second Prince's palace.
Jiang Si'er did not know how to comfort Ao Yi. She could only lean closer to her husband and say softly, "Hubby, why did you sigh? The Sect Master has already taken great care of us. He has done his best for the dragon race. Previously, didn't the elders say that when you entered the Heavenly Courts, the dragon race's luck had clearly increased a little? After the 16 sea-patrolling low-ranked gods returned, the dragon race's luck had increased again. These are all benefits that the Sect Master has given us."
