“Ohhh! Uncle, you’re pretty good!” Chen Qiaoer laughed. “Hmm, the Soaring Dragon Terrace is pretty famous in the Six Vision Sacred Land… Are you planning to head over to take a look?”

A frown quickly formed on her face and she shook her head violently. “Uncle, you better not go!”

Huang Xiaolong couldn’t help but ask, “Why not?”

“Nothing much comes out of the Soaring Dragon Terrace! Not many people can understand anything on the Soaring Dragon Terrace! Moreover, one needs to pay ten thousand holy bills to the Coiled Dragon Race if they want to remain on the stage for a single day! It will cost you several million holy bills to remain there for a year! It’s too expensive! My entire kingdom will go bankrupt if my Emperor Father plans to send someone there for a year!”

Huang Xiaolong chuckled to himself when he saw her adorable expression when she complained...