"Xiao Wang only speaks the truth!"
"Good! I'll ask you then!"
Li Ping'an, staring at the bizarre appearance of the Beheaded Dragon King, inquired:
"Who exactly are you?"
"Xiao Wang was the Dragon King of the Jing River, who, five hundred years ago, contended in magic with Yuan Shoucheng and violated the heavenly decree," Ao Lie hastily explained.
"It really is you!"
Li Ping'an nodded in satisfaction, not at all surprised by the answer, and continued to ask:
"Why do you linger here as a restless spirit, solely harming others?"
The Dragon King of the Jing River, Ao Lie, hurriedly explained:
"After Xiao Wang was killed in a dream by Wei Zheng from the Heavenly Court, my dragon soul, along with the dragon head, fell into this place, but I have never harmed anyone; I just specifically scare people."
"Scare people?"
Li Ping'an furrowed his brows, puzzled:
"Scaring people? Why scare people?"
"To keep a secret..."
Ao Lie hesitated in his reply.
"Keeping what secret..."
