Chapter 688

"Zhenlong Pavilion?"

"Zhenlong Pavilion."

They spoke in unison, though their tones differed slightly.

King Ao brought his two dragon claws together and laughed heartily. "King Mengshou truly knows me well. I was hoping to show off a little, but it seems I've only made a fool of myself. Zhenlong Pavilion may be no secret to some powerful figures, but it's perfectly normal for newly ascended experts not to know about it. I was hoping to flaunt my experience, but I suppose I really can't deny that I'm getting old."

"Even if you're old, King Ao, you're still hale and hearty," Guen said with a smile.

"Indeed." King Ao's expression turned serious. "That's why I've always tried all kinds of cultivation methods, and I've recently made some progress. King Mengshou, what do you think of this?"

King Ao produced a silver scale. On the tiny scale, a silver dragon soaring through the starry skies seemed almost alive, its pose brimming with vibrant energy. Even those watching felt their spirits lift.

In Guen's eyes, it was an exquisite carving, its technique standing out and its conception perfectly rounded.

"I've always cared deeply about the arts, especially carving. Unfortunately, I was on Silver Dragon Continent while you were on the Human Continent, so I never had the chance to exchange ideas with the people at Puluokesi Hall. Now that I've joined the Hong Alliance, I can finally fulfill one of my wishes. I'd like to join Puluokesi Hall, but I'm missing someone to show me the way. King Mengshou, would you be willing to help me?" King Ao was smiling, but his expression was utterly earnest.

"King Ao, you certainly have a way of keeping up with the news. I'd be delighted," Guen replied, a little surprised, but readily agreeing.

"Excellent!" King Ao