By the lakeside forest in Myriad Beasts City, a cold-blooded serpent beastman stood, emanating an icy aura. The serpent beastman was wrapped in desolation and solitude, his entire presence so oppressively low it was terrifying. She Chuan, Dongchi, and Nan Mo were present, yet no one dared to disturb him. He moved silently a couple of times before vanishing in a flicker before the three serpent beastmen.
She Chuan took a few steps to follow. "Lord... this, Lord..."
He glanced at Dongchi and Nan Mo. Is he not going to care for the cubs anymore?
Dongchi and Nan Mo, however, were accustomed to their Lord's detached ways. The Lord came and went like a phantom; they couldn't keep up.
She Chuan crouched down, speaking gently, "Dongchi, Nan Mo, Lord Wang has gone to take care of some business. Come with me."
「At the foot of Divine Mountain,」
Ying Zhao, fully satisfied in body and mind, walked over to Ming Yan with a grin. "You, why don't you come and experience it too?"
