Millennium Dragon Saliva Incense

The gates of Lingbo City slowly closed behind them.

Lu Changsheng and the others followed Tang Shiyin through the bustling dock square. The sea breeze came rushing at them, wrapped in a salty tang, whipping their robes until they snapped in the wind. Countless ships of all sizes were moored at the docks—merchant freighters, warships for hunting sea beasts, and luxurious tower ships for certain private clans. All kinds were gathered there, a magnificent sight.

At that moment, in the shadow of a city tower not far behind them, several figures were watching it all coldly.

Xue Yunlong leaned against the cold battlements, the front of his robe still stained with blood that had yet to dry, his face pale as paper. His cold, stern features were terrifyingly gloomy now, his eyes locked hard on Lu Changsheng's back, surging with fury, humiliation, and a resentment he could not let go of after being defeated in public.

Xuelan beside him was in an even worse state. Her carefully done makeup had long since been ruined by tears, and her fiery red shark-gauze dress was crumpled into a mess. Both her hands clutched the bricks of the city wall, her nails nearly digging into the cracks.

"Brother! You're just going to watch them leave?!" Xuelan suddenly turned her head, her voice thick with disbelief and unwillingness.

"That Lu Changsheng beat me into that state, snapped my wrist, and extorted three hundred million spirit stones from me! He killed Flame Hoof right in front of me! I can't swallow this. I won't swallow it even if I die!"

She grabbed Xue Yunlong's sleeve and shook it hard, mad fury burning in her almond eyes. "You're the young pavilion master of Glazed Sea Pavilion! Think of a way to capture him and bring him