"Taoist friend, I have long heard of your name, and today I am fortunate to meet you,"
Emperor Qinghua of the East stood before the jade table, his eyes twinkling with a smile.
"The name of the Six Imperial Emperor is often in my ears,"
Liang Hui's hand reached out and with a gentle tap, a chair filled with dragon might appeared behind the Emperor.
"Please, take a seat!"
"You are too kind, Taoist friend. I apologize for the intrusion,"
Emperor Donghua sat down, his palm gently caressing the wooden chair, his gaze thoughtful.
"Taoist friend, having ascended from the Lower Realm just over a thousand years ago, you now command the Four Seas and rule over vast lands, accomplishing what billions of years' worth of Dragon Race could not,"
"Truly a rare hero,"
The admiration was evident, spreading unabated up the steps.
Then, changing the tone, he exerted strength in his palm, pinching a splinter from the chair.
"The finesse in applying the Wood Great Path amazes even me,"
