In the depths of the Eastern Sea.
At the center of layer upon layer of towering halls stood a majestic golden palace. Elegant bells and music drifted from within from time to time, filling the place with an atmosphere of song, dance, and peace.
Inside the grand hall.
Merman beauties swayed their bodies in dance. Their water-soft, alluring figures displayed a thousand charming poses, their graceful movements no less captivating than any beautiful sight.
Even so.
The old man seated upon the jade throne on the high platform was nodding off.
He was Ao Budong, Dragon Emperor of the Sky Dragon Merman Tribe.
Whether because he was too old or because he had seen too many such beautiful sights, the Dragon Emperor had no interest at all. He kept dozing and nodding, making the tassels of his crown clink against one another.
Just as he was about to drift into slumber.
Suddenly!
A resounding announcement came from outside the hall!
"Your subordinate Ao Chang requests an audience with His Majesty the Dragon Emperor!"
Ao Budong jolted awake from his dream, irritation rising in his aged eyes.
"What is it?"
The loyal old man at his side leaned close to whisper in his ear, only making him more vexed.
"Ao Chang?"
As he lowered his gaze coldly.
Dragon Emperor Ao Budong still gave him some face and slowly waved his hand.
"Summon Ao Chang to the court."
Ao Chang was, after all, the foremost expert of their generation, a rising talent. As the Dragon Emperor, he would not vent his anger over such a trivial matter.
Not long after.
Ao Chang rushed into the hall with hurried strides, his steps chaotic and his expression tense.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
Seeing him like this.
Even with the broad-minded bearing of an emperor, the