Shen Le distinctly saw the Dragon Lord curl his lip...
How extraordinary. The Dragon Lord, normally so composed, approachable, and down-to-earth, could actually make such an inelegant expression?
Even his face had twisted!
"You-fine, fine." He had clearly swallowed a bellyful of complaints. Shen Le suspected there might have been some acid-tongued quips among them, too.
In the end, however, he picked up the little flag and casually traced two strokes over it.
"If you want to purify this resentment, your best bet is to speak to him directly and ask him to take his things back. You need to understand that I won't go to that place, and I can't go there either-"
Seriously?
You can't cross the Heaven-Earth Barrier into that wild world rich in spiritual energy, but you can't take a ship, a plane, or some other form of transport to certain places on Earth either?
Shen Le was full of questions. The Dragon Lord offered no explanation, only continued:
"At most, this flag can hold out for you briefly and give you a chance to speak. As for repairing the barrier over there-"
His fingertip brushed across it. The black on the little flag deepened, and Shen Le could even hear rushing water. Amid the pale blue-green clouds above it, the Azure Dragon's glimpses of scales and claws grew slightly brighter and more lustrous.
He pushed the little flag toward Shen Le and spread his hands disapprovingly.
"Let go of your savior complex and respect other people's destinies. We have no need to meddle in what happens on that land. Whoever pollutes it can clean it up. Whoever commits the sins can suffer the consequences."
Shen Le murmured his assent. Whatever the case, the urgent problems that had brought him to the Dragon Palace were essentially