The Flying Page Skyboat traveled slowly all the way before descending outside the county offices.
Fang Yun lifted the hem of his robe and walked slowly down the steps at the entrance.
Zhang Poyue strode off the Flying Page Skyboat, his towering frame like a mountain peak, blotting out half the night sky.
Zhang Poyue looked Fang Yun up and down and smiled. "It's been over a year since we parted in Jade Sea City. You've grown taller, and you look more like a man now. Shall we..." Zhang Poyue looked up at the three dragons and Lei Wu in the sky, a glint like a cold star flashing through his eyes, then turned back to Fang Yun.
"Shall we kill them all first?" Zhang Poyue grinned, his white teeth gleaming faintly with a cold light in the night.
"Insolence!" Dragon King Ao Wo flew into a rage and made to pounce.
Zhang Poyue held his head high, his spine straight as a mountain cliff, and sneered. "Back when I was in Jade Sea City, I joined forces with Lord Swordbrow and traded blows with the Dragon Race. When did we ever lose? Too bad the Dragon-Patrol Ship isn't here, or we'd ram you straight to death!"
Ao Wo instinctively drew his neck back and looked around. The Dragon-Patrol Ship was the crystallization of the human Craftsmen School's and Mohist School's power, reinforced by Great Scholar True Texts and even Half-Sage True Texts. Once it attacked at full strength, no dragon except a Dragon Sage could stand against it. Without dragon treasures, the Four Seas Dragon Clan could only give the Dragon-Patrol Ship a wide berth.
Ten years ago, Ao Yuwei had been unrivaled in the Eastern Sea. After she withdrew into seclusion, Li Wenying and Zhang Poyue arrived in