During the visit, Jiang Beiran walked along the steps to the dragon throne.
Although it was also called the dragon throne, the dragon throne here was carved with an Azure Dragon, an ancient divine beast that everyone on the continent worshipped.
"Sit on it and try," Yin Jianghong said.
"Cult Master Yin, you should sit."
"If I ask you to sit, then sit. Stop talking more nonsense." Yin Jianghong pressed Jiang Beiran's shoulder and pressed him onto the dragon throne.
The moment he sat on the dragon throne, Jiang Beiran realized that this position could overlook the entire Flying Feather Palace. He felt as if the whole world was under his feet.
"How is it?" Yin Jianghong asked.
"Pretty good."
"What do you think is the reason why you can sit in this position?"
