"It is indeed amusing that someone has come to seek assistance from this king," the Well Dragon King said with a smile.
However, he quickly realized something was amiss and grabbed Prime Minister Turtle, asking, "Say that again, he's from outside?"
"Wasn't it your task to guard the well? How did he get in?"
"Your Majesty, your servant has no idea. The well wasn't opened, I'm as clueless as you are about how this fellow got in."
While the two were discussing, Lin Fang strolled in casually, looking around the Crystal Palace with keen interest.
It must be said, worthy of the Dragon Clan, the Crystal Palace definitely qualified as resplendent and magnificent–everywhere one looked, there were blood-red corals, like trees, and Luminous Pearls hung every few steps, hence the Palace was bright and clear.
Huge pearls formed into bead curtains, and oversized colorful seashells served as decorations; even to Lin Fang, a traveler from another time, this place seemed exceedingly wealthy.
