"It's all right. Things will get better in the future. There are plenty of fish in the sea—why pine for a single flower?
Cheer up. My second aunt's cousin's nephew happens to know a young lady. She looks quite well-matched with you. If you're willing, I'll introduce you."
"Then it's settled."
Long Xiling immediately perked up, as though all his earlier melancholy had been an act for this very moment.
"All right, I'm in a very good mood now."
Long Xiling waved his hand, and the smile returned to his face. Yet the smile on the face of the person he had intended to introduce gradually vanished. It had never disappeared—it had merely moved from one person's face to another's.
Who knew how much time had passed—perhaps several months.
On this day, the elders once again gathered at the Crystal Palace. Even Long Weile, the Supreme Immortal Embryo who had previously used Rootless Water, had come as well.
They watched one another while repeatedly sweeping the surroundings with their Spiritual Sense, guarding against any danger that might emerge at any time.
"Do you think the Human Race will come this time?"
Long Qidao slowly asked. Long Wuqing, True Person Long, and the others beside him answered without even thinking, "They certainly will.
"They will definitely come. Otherwise, if our Dragon Clan produces another Supreme Realm expert, the Human Race will remain exactly as it was before. If they do not come, then the fate of the entire Human Race will be far worse."
Long Wuqing and True Person Long were essentially saying the same thing.
Long Weile, however, made a startling remark. "If I were one of the Human Race, I would already be here."
The moment he said that, the expressions of the three elders beside him turned ugly.