Peacock Dynasty. Feihong Palace.
Feihong Palace was the vacation retreat where the Peacock Kings of every era came to recuperate. It was not as solemn and imposing as the palace in the capital, but it had an added sense of warmth and leisure.
Today, Peacock King Ying Boyan was hosting distinguished guests at Feihong Palace.
These guests were truly beyond the reach of ordinary nobility. Some were important members of the Nine Nations' royal houses, while others were sovereigns in their own right.
The royal houses of the Nine Nations had gathered at Feihong Palace for only one purpose: slaying the dragon.
The dragon race had appeared in the world, and the news had long since spread throughout Shenzhou.
No one was unaware of it. The people of the Nine Nations paled at the mention of dragons, as though a calamity that would engulf all of Shenzhou was about to descend.
"What do those bastards mean?" the Peacock King said indignantly as he raised his arms and let a palace maid fasten the belt of his purple robe. "A black dragon appeared in Xifeng, so they should go slay it in Xifeng. Why come all the way to my Peacock Dynasty? What does it have to do with my Peacock Dynasty? I bet they think my dynasty's peacock wine is delicious, and they're all here to mooch a drink, aren't they?"
Imperial Advisor Ying Wuyu wore a benevolent smile as he said, "This trouble was caused by your precious daughter, after all. When the black dragon appeared in Xifeng, the Nine Nations should each have sent experts to Xifeng to slay it. But what happened? Your little princess traveled thousands of miles with the Ghost Dance Legion to cross the border and rescue people, slaughtering the Song family's Kirin Army