Mo Fei slowly descended onto the platform on the seventy-seventh floor of the Obsidian Sanctuary.
An attendant of the Dragon Race immediately came up to greet him.
"Ah, Lord Morphis, you've come to attend the annual meeting so early this year?"
Mo Fei was slightly taken aback before he remembered that the Black Dragon Legion's annual meeting was indeed being held this month. The Black Dragon Lords from all over the Eastern Continent would gather at the Obsidian Sanctuary to discuss the strategic layout for the Black Dragon Legion for the coming year and to eat, drink, and boast with each other.
"Yes, haven't the other Black Dragon Lords arrived yet?"
"Terholasen, Samerfield, Lord Agnes have all arrived. Aside from them, the other Black Dragon Lords haven't come yet."
"Hmm, then I won't be in a hurry to meet them. Arrange a Dragon Cave for me; I need to rest."
"Please follow me, Lord Morphis."
