The golden dragon pupils flickered between light and dark. After a brief panic, a deeper layer of bewilderment surfaced, followed by a grave, contemplative look.
As an old relic who had doggedly survived from the ultra-ancient era to the present day, Old Dragon Lord naturally harbored no illusions in a situation like this. In short: whenever some sudden incident required him to leave the warmth of home, someone had definitely laid a trap behind the scenes, waiting to hook him!
But Old Dragon Lord did not understand.
Why are they plotting against me?
I haven't done anything bad lately. I've been very well-behaved. At most, I planned to have Tian Qiu ask for Heavenly River Water water, but I haven't even started carrying that out yet.
Do they want to kill me?
Impossible. No one below a Great True Lord can do anything to me, and all the Great True Lords are in prison. If someone truly wants to kill me, it can only be those Nascent Soul Dao Lords.
But why would a Nascent Soul Dao Lord need such a roundabout way to kill me? One thought and I'd be dead. If there's something they need me to do, wouldn't it be better to just send word? I'm very obedient, and I've been obedient for so many years. It hasn't come to the point where they need to kill a dragon, has it?
The more Old Dragon Lord thought about it, the more panicked he became.
Based on his experience over all these years, the most important thing for surviving in a broken place like Immortal Pivot was learning how to divine the intentions of those above.
What did the great figures in Heaven want?
Many times, if one simply followed the current, one could naturally survive. Live long