"How was it? Did you find it?"
"No. We've turned the entire Dragon Lair upside down, but we still can't find Long Sheng's Egg."
"Sigh, it seems this little fellow is waiting for its destined person."
Inside a grand hall stood numerous figures.
At the very top of the hall sat a middle-aged man in black robes. He had a square face and two black horns growing from his head.
He tapped the armrest of his chair, his face full of worry.
"Patriarch, should we keep looking?"
A subordinate below spoke up to ask.
"No need. Gather the dragon blood and dragon eggs. Stop looking for Long Sheng's Egg."
"This egg is entangled with heavenly secrets and connected to a Sage. Since we haven't found it after all this time, that means it is waiting for its destined person."
"No matter how hard you search, you won't find it."
The middle-aged man waved a hand.
"By the way, among those we sent invitations to, who hasn't arrived yet?"
The middle-aged man raised a brow and looked at the younger generation below.
"Patriarch, the Heaven-Devouring Toad Clan and the Mystic Soul Dragon Clan are the only two families yet to arrive."
The junior below reported respectfully.
"Those two haven't come?"
"Tsk. I just hope they don't arrive together, or they'll start fighting right here."
The middle-aged man clicked his tongue softly and stroked his chin, a trace of amusement flashing through his eyes.
Given the hatred between the Mystic Soul Dragon Clan and the Heaven-Devouring Toad Clan, if they happened to arrive together, they could easily come to blows.
Though he said he did not want them to fight, his expression betrayed him.
"Keep an eye on them. If they arrive together, try to mediate when the time comes."
"Yes."
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