"Starting today..."
Jin Yanhua was clearly tempted. What An Jing said was true enough—if she truly intended to seize first place at the Banquet of Zhaolin Truth-Seeking, then she could not wait. She could not begin tomorrow; she had to begin today, from this very moment, and reveal her sharpness.
Yet she had only just returned to the Dragon Court when dragons came to provoke her. They had clearly been watching her for a long time. If nothing unexpected happened, this was a probe before the Banquet of Zhaolin Truth-Seeking, meant to uncover her true strength.
Behind it all, layer upon layer of schemes had likely long since been woven into a net. An Jing's youthful spirit soared high, and he did not care for such sordid affairs, but Jin Yanhua had long been accustomed to planning the future for everyone in the Heavenly Palace Squad. For a time, her thoughts became tangled and complex.
An Jing was not in a hurry either. Though he did not know the hidden circumstances, he knew that Jin Yanhua had pride in her bones. At this moment, she was not enduring in silence—she was slowly awakening from a thousand years of lying low and hiding herself away. Like a treasured sword revealing its edge, she needed someone to draw it from its sheath.
"An Jing, I know a little about Sister Jin's affairs." At that moment, You Ruhui quietly relayed some inside information to An Jing through the Emperor Blood. "Within the Ancestral Dragon Hall, the 'Jingu Xingwang' Four Seasons Dragon Gods have presided over the world for a long time, but those positions are not without succession."
"To ensure an orderly inheritance, every Dragon god chooses an heir for themselves. Once the position of Dragon Crown Prince is decided, all brothers and