Emerald waves rippled, with schools of fish and shrimp thriving.
Beneath the clear waters, a majestic white stone palace stood.
As an adult Dragon Descendant, Ke Laoqi, supported wholeheartedly by the Jin Stripe Turtle Clan, already possessed his own fiefdom.
At the moment, he sat upon a coral throne.
His expression was slightly frosty, and somewhat vexed as he looked down.
An aged Golden Patterned Turtle Demon knelt on one knee, his face stern with intent to kill, his aura comparable to that of White Jade Capital, faintly discernible, "I beseech you, Dragon Descendant, to issue a decree allowing this old servant to lead troops to Heavenly Sword Sect to demand an explanation!"
"..."
Ke Laoqi pressed his lips together, swallowing back the words "just because of you."
Has this old bastard gotten muddled in his head?
