"Wow, there are actually nine dragon corpses guarding this place, and seven-clawed ones at that! Back when I stirred up trouble, there weren't many seven-clawed dragons left."
Elder Brother, with hands behind his back, admired the sight as he walked into the great hall.
Shu Guan stood there, frozen, maintaining his posture of turning his head, as if he had been petrified.
Elder Brother wasn't dead!
At this moment, this was the only thought in Shu Guan's mind.
As for why there was already an "Elder Brother" in the palace, and why another Elder Brother had walked in from outside, Shu Guan couldn't be bothered to think about such mind-taxing matters at this time.
As long as Elder Brother was still alive, that was enough.
Everything else didn't seem so important anymore.
"Elder Brother!"
Shu Guan called out with joy.
