The night was dark, the wind high, and the evening breeze rustled.
After leaving Fontainebleau Manor, Long Jiuyuan remained in a dazed state, his eyes hollow and devoid of their former brilliance.
He had been crippled. He had become an ordinary man with no cultivation left. He was no longer worthy of the glory he had earned or the Dragon King's throne.
Even though he was the sole personal disciple of the former Hall Master, Yang Qingfeng, without martial cultivation strong enough to suppress everyone else, the Dragon King Hall's higher-ups would never allow him to remain the Dragon King.
Even if he could now return to America without issue, he was no longer the spirited, arrogant His Highness the Dragon King he had once been...
Things had changed. People had changed. Everything had changed...
"Dragon King..."
Seeing Long Jiuyuan in such a dazed state, Mike could not bear it and comforted him, "Dragon King, life... still has to move forward."
"Even if you have lost your martial cultivation, you will forever be the Dragon King to whom Bruce and I are loyal."
"We'll return home right now! As long as we find the former Hall Master, he will definitely have a way to restore your shattered meridians, help you regain your cultivation, and return to the peak!"
In Mike's heart, the former Hall Master had always been synonymous with invincibility. No difficulty in this world was worth mentioning in the former Hall Master's eyes.
Mike also held an almost fanatical worship of Yang Qingfeng.
After all, he had personally witnessed the man kill enemies and understood just what kind of earth-shaking power the former Hall Master possessed.
His own martial cultivation had also been passed down by Yang Qingfeng, so naturally, he revered him immensely.
Even if the Dragon