The South Sea Dragon King left as though his soul had been torn from him.
When Yuehui suggested taking away the dragon corpses of Ao Qian and Ao Qie, the South Sea Dragon King proposed that the Judicial Heavenly Lord Mansion keep them for the time being. He would take them once he had looked into a few things.
Yuehui did not object.
"Master, what's wrong with the South Sea Dragon King?"
"Why does he seem so distracted? Did two dragon corpses frighten a dragon king that badly?"
Shen Yao watched the Heavenly Court monarch who ruled the dragons of the South Sea hurry away, his expression troubled. It struck him as strange.
"What he's thinking, what he's realized—only he knows."
"The vast South Sea spans a hundred and fifty sea territories and holds thousands of Upper Three Realms dragons. The South Sea Dragon King may seem free to do as he pleases, but he knows what lies hidden in those boundless waters."
As Yuehui spoke, he turned toward the two fearsome dragon corpses. "Shen Yao, take these corpses back to the Judicial Heavenly Lord Mansion and keep them safe. We'll have to return them to the South Sea Dragon King someday."
Shen Yao left to carry out the order, but Duobao still looked bewildered. "That's it? It's over?!"
"Ao Lian schemed against you and Little Penglai. Now he's nowhere to be found, and Ao Qian, a Dragon Monarch, is dead. We're just letting it go?!"
Yuehui shook his head. "Of course we aren't letting it go so easily. But for now, we can put the matter aside."
"Duobao, didn't seeing Ao Qian's and Ao Qie's corpses make it clear? Ao Lian wasn't targeting me or Little Penglai."
"Why else would the South Sea Dragon King have looked so grim?"