"Fellow Sea God... sigh."
Li Changshou looked at the tall, thin old Daoist before him, dressed in a pale yellow robe. After the two had exchanged greetings, the old Daoist had repeatedly seemed to want to speak, only to stop himself, and kept sighing.
It almost felt as though Li Changshou was already beyond saving...
"What is troubling you, Senior?"
Li Changshou asked with concern, "Are you worried over the Dragon Clan matter?"
True Person Huang Long sighed again and sat silently at the side for a long while.
For a moment, this senior expert had Li Changshou all stirred up, uncertain what grave matter had occurred.
Of the Daoist Sect's Three Teachings, the one Li Changshou was least connected to was the Chan Teaching.
In other words, it was also the one he knew least about.
"Fellow Sea God..."
"Sigh!"
Li Changshou sighed first, leaving True Person Huang Long caught off guard.
Li Changshou smiled. "What is the matter, Senior? If there is something to say, please speak plainly.
If you have any instruction, this junior is listening."
"To be honest with you, Fellow Sea God, there is something I find truly difficult to say."
Li Changshou: ...
Then don't say it.
But True Person Huang Long had already asked, "Could Fellow Daoist give me a clear answer?
Does the Western Teachings truly intend to make the Dragon Clan serve its own ends, or do they wish for the Dragon Clan to submit beneath the Two Saints of the Western Teachings?"
At those words, doubts immediately arose in Li Changshou's heart.
Had someone said something to True Person Huang Long? Why else would he ask such a question?
—To make the Dragon Clan serve their own ends meant turning them into people like Daoist Wen Jing: doing dirty, exhausting