Within the eerie confines of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, a wizened figure stirred in the shadows. His voice—raspy and grating like sand scraping against stone—responded to Ying Changkong’s hurried approach. 0

“What happened?”0

Ying Changkong bowed deeply, his tone filled with urgency. “Today, a brat from the human race…”0

As he detailed the events involving Long Chen and the growing suspicions of betrayal, the elder remained silent for a moment before speaking. “You’re saying they’ve grown suspicious?”0

“Most likely,” Ying Changkong admitted bitterly. “That brat accused us of betraying the Dragon Domain. My incompetent subordinates may...0