"Flying Tiger General, may I ask if the Dragon Lord has any instructions for this visit to the Dragon Palace?"
Before the Min River, Lu Qingfeng couldn't help but speak out.
Despite Lan Feihu's flowery speech along the way, seemingly blabbering without restraint, it was unknown whether it was intentional or not, but he had not revealed a hint of his intentions.
"The Dragon Lord's Divine Skills are immense; how could you, a Mortal lad, possibly imagine what matters could require your concern?"
Lan Feihu snorted in derision, not bothering to explain to Lu Qingfeng, and with a pick up, leapt into the Min River, "You'll naturally understand once you go in."
Splash!
The river roared.
Above Lan Feihu's helmet, a Bright Pearl bloomed with radiant light, separating the water, as he walked through as if on flat ground.
Lu Qingfeng couldn't help but glance at the Bright Pearl.
