"How is it? Interesting, right?" Yu Jiaojiao's voice rang in Song Shuhang's ear.
Song Shuhang: "..."
"I only happened to be staring at the plaque once when a line of words suddenly flashed before my eyes. I tried several times, and it only appeared when I stared at the lower-right corner of the plaque from a special angle. Then I immediately thought of you. Don't you think it's a coincidence, Fellow Daoist Song One?" Yu Jiaojiao asked.
Song Shuhang: "No, I've changed my title. From the moment of Manifestation Before All, please call me Tyrant Song."
—Such a message had appeared on the plaque in the Dragon King Hall. Over the ages, who knew how many dragon descendants had seen it? Damn, from now on, Song One had to be careful when using his title, lest he run into some unreasonable dragon descendant who suddenly throw a sack over his head and beat him with underhanded punches.
"Hahahaha." Yu Jiaojiao burst into delicate laughter.
Song Shuhang continued staring at the plaque. As long as he focused on its lower-right corner, that line of words would float before him again—[Song One, you big idiot, die ten thousand times over].
Just like the plaque itself, this line had also been written in Ancient Script. The person who had written it possessed unfathomable strength, allowing anyone who saw the characters to immediately discern their meaning.
The sentence didn't seem like a curse... Instead, it seemed more like a joke between friends, yet it also contained a thick resentment. What on earth had Song One done to make the owner of these words leave behind such a resentful message?
"Was this plaque written by one of your dragon clan's seniors?" Song Shuhang asked.
"Mm. Its exact age is impossible to determine now. However, the