East Sea Dragon Palace.
In the great hall, with Ao Guang at their head, four figures occupied the seats within the palace. Only the jeweled throne above remained empty; no one went to sit there.
A shrimp soldier knelt in the hall and said in panic, "My lords Dragon Kings, you didn't see it—the Heavenly Warship is parked right over our East Sea, blotting out the sky and covering the sun. It's packed with Heavenly Soldiers, and the battle is on the verge of breaking out at any moment!"
Ao Guang sighed softly. "With such a great mobilization, it seems the Heavenly Court will not rest until Flower Fruit Mountain is wiped out. After this battle, I fear Flower Fruit Mountain will run with rivers of blood and be piled high with bones."
Ao Qin said, "Eldest Brother, Flower Fruit Mountain lies adjacent to our Dragon Clan of the East Sea. As the saying goes, when the lips are gone, the teeth feel the cold. The destruction of Flower Fruit Mountain brings us no benefit at all. Do you think we should step in?"
Before Ao Guang had time to speak, Ao Run said coldly, his expression dark, "Of course we must step in on this matter. The Ancestor long ago proclaimed to the Three Realms that the East Sea belongs to our Dragon Clan, and people of the Heavenly Court are forbidden to set foot in the East Sea. Those who do shall be killed without mercy.
"This time, the Heavenly Court has come running onto our territory. If we don't make a sound, the Three Realms may think our Dragon Clan is still that same weak, easily bullied Dragon Clan of the past. Then what meaning would everything the Ancestor did for us have?"
"This..."
Ao Guang's expression