Dragon Spirit "Enough!"
The house master finally could not hold back any longer. His face was so dark it looked ready to drip water as he led several powerful guards directly into Chen Yan's path.
"Friend, you've made quite a fortune in my Dragon Stone House."
His voice was icy, carrying undisguised menace.
"Shouldn't you leave something behind to make a friend?"
The atmosphere instantly turned taut, like swords drawn and bows bent.
Elsewhere, outside the Sky Dome Forbidden Zone, within that supreme observation space.
Having just dealt with a report, the mysterious administrator was about to take another nap when an urgent alert lit up before him.
[Warning: Excessive energy leakage detected at 'Dragon Stone House' in Sky Dome City's E-7 District. Suspected involvement of draconic origin.]
The administrator lazily waved a hand, and a holographic projection immediately appeared before him.
When he saw the figure in the image calmly putting away the dragon essence and dragon scales while surrounded by the crowd, he nearly slipped off his recliner.
"Fuck, it's this 'Yan' again?"
The administrator rubbed his eyes, making sure he was not seeing things.
"Is this kid a professional hornet's-nest poker? He just slapped the Fire Qilin Clan in the face with money, then turned around and unearthed a true dragon relic at Dragon Stone House?"
Watching the house master lead his guards forward menacingly to surround Chen Yan, he showed not the slightest intention of stopping them. Instead, an intrigued expression appeared on his face, and the corners of his mouth curled wildly upward.
"Interesting. Too interesting."
He muttered to himself, "Perfect. Let me see what else you can do besides having money."
With another casual swipe through the air, he said, "Block all external signals from Dragon Stone House. Lock this place down