"Heh, such a fiery temper?"
Crimson Frost Dragon Lord was not angered. Instead, he studied the Four Seasons Dragon Lord's expression with great interest. "Did you find that person? What kind of dragon was he? You lost to him, and that's why you're reacting like this?"
The Four Seasons Dragon Lord said coldly, "I searched more than half of the possible lower realms, but when I reached the vicinity of the Chiqing Realm, I sensed an extremely powerful, concealed aura. I nearly suffered injury at the hands of a mysterious expert!"
"I suspect the target may be hiding in the Chiqing Realm, protected by an expert. Even if you and I joined forces, we would be no match for that person. I advise you to abandon such thoughts as well."
"The Chiqing Realm? A mysterious expert?" Crimson Frost Dragon Lord frowned slightly and repeated the words under his breath, a sharp gleam flickering in his eyes. Just as he was about to press for details, the Four Seasons Dragon Lord had already turned into a streak of light and, without looking back, entered the restrictions surrounding his own immortal estate. He shut himself away, ignoring every message Crimson Frost Dragon Lord sent.
"Hmph, useless trash! Looking at him, startled like a bird frightened by the mere twang of a bowstring, he must have suffered badly and lost face. He's only putting on a show here, trying to scare me off?"
Crimson Frost Dragon Lord looked at the tightly shut gates of the Four Seasons Dragon Lord's estate and snorted disdainfully. Yet the name "Chiqing Realm" had already been etched deeply into his mind. His gaze flickered as he pondered something, before he finally transformed into a streak of crimson light and departed.
"The Chiqing Realm?!"
Not far away, the Fate-Wielding