Outside the thatched cottage, the night was deep and quiet; inside, there was utter silence.
Yibai and the Old Dragon King stood motionless in their original spot.
The elder, Yinglong, was half-reclining on the bed, not saying a word.
Previously, Yibai had spoken of all he had asked, which led to the current situation.
What he had asked was why Yinglong had fallen into such a state today.
After he asked, Yinglong visibly tensed up, as if he hadn't expected Yibai to dare ask such a question.
Thus, for a while, the standoff continued.
After a long time had passed.
Yinglong let out a sigh.
"There's really nothing that can't be discussed. The reason I'm hidden here is out of sheer necessity," Yinglong said, shaking his head.
"Senior, is someone forcing you? Why do the rumors among the Dragon Tribe say that it's because you lost your power?" Yibai asked respectfully and sincerely.
