Blood Dragon walked inside his quarter, and another dragon waited for him. The dragon was much older and looked human, with two black dragon horns. However, he also dressed more formally.
"Lord."
"Ao Ying, what is the result?" Blood Dragon asked as he sat around a small table with a gourd. He opened it and chugged the entire content.
"According to my investigation, you're the only one Lady Xun Junyao invited to her celebration," Ao Ying reported.
"And you're sure?"
"I've done my best, and as far as our intelligence goes, none of the other factions seems to have a personal invitation from her.
"Good, good, good," Blood Dragon repeated three times, his voice echoing in the room. Luckily, there was a sound-insulating array. "I haven't heard such good news in a while."
"Lord, how will you attend the celebration without being noticed?"
