"I had not expected such a hidden gem; I thought you were just some old antique napping in a cave," Xi Mu remarked as he looked around the opulent room, unable to suppress his amazement.
The walls were slathered in gold leaf, and priceless decorations were strewn about. The furniture was inlaid with gems of various colors, and beneath their feet was the fur of some strange beast, the sensation of which underfoot made one want to lie down on the floor and enjoy a comfortable sleep.
If someone were to vanquish the Black Dragon King, taking all the treasure within this room, they could buy an entire country.
"That's because you don't understand dragons," a teacup filled with ice cubes was passed to Ahtal.
Xi Mu instinctively looked up, and what caught his eye was a mature and voluptuous woman. She was dressed in a low-cut black evening gown as she leaned forward to offer a cup of tea, inadvertently revealing a flash of her snowy white chest that dazzled the senses.
