"Putting on airs." A cold voice came from the darkness of the stone chamber. That was where the light could not reach. A figure was wrapped from head to toe in a black robe, its entire body shrouded in darkness. His form was hazy, like a ghostly demon from the underworld. "Who doesn't know that little dragon has already reached Wind City? Do you still need to use a few toads to play that childish game of tossing balls around in there?"
"You shameless creature, what right do you have to criticize my Houfeng Seismograph?" the long-bearded old man said with a cold laugh. "If you could keep that evil dragon here, why did you invite me from my Tianluo Mountain? Since you claim you knew that little dragon had arrived, why are you still staying here? The dragon has come, so where is it?"
"When this king acts, why should I explain myself to anyone? I stay if I wish and leave if I wish. Who can do anything to me?" The cold voice became even more grating and unpleasant.
"Then leave. What are you doing here with me? This is my resting abode, the site of my Houfeng Seismograph. Why insist on staying?"
"Two Imperial Advisors, two Imperial Advisors." A man in brocade robes walked in with a smile. "I heard the two of you arguing from far away. One is the King of the Ghost Domain, the other the Earth Immortal of Tianluo Mountain. Both are renowned figures throughout Shenzhou. How can you damage your harmony over a little dragon?"
Beside the shrouded black figure, a cold-looking youth dressed in black sat cross-legged on the floor, his black hair hanging loose and his eyes tightly shut. He opened his eyes, nodded toward the man in brocade robes,