When Huang Xiaolong retracted his gaze, Gu Chunguang yelped in shock as he turned to look at Huang Xiaolong.

“Brother Chunguang, what’s wrong?” A middle-aged man who was clad in golden robes couldn’t help but ask when he noticed Gu Chunguang’s unusual behavior.

As someone who could speak casually to the president of the largest chamber of commerce in the Blazing Dragon World, one could only imagine how important the young man was.

When one looked at the young man’s golden dragon robe, one would see that there were twenty claws on the body of the dragon.

Even princes of the Blazing Dragon Celestial Empire would only be able to wear robes with a ten-clawed dragon.

Peering through the countless layers of the void, Gu Chunguang...