Pangaea Castle was as it had always been.
However, the area where the Five Elders resided was unusually tense today, and security measures were especially strict. Every entrance was filled with vigilant guards. No matter who wished to enter, they had to report themselves in advance.
Unless they were the Five Elders or their direct subordinates, they were all deemed spies.
For a time after this decree was issued, delays in the spread of information meant that many people remained unaware of this harsh rule.
At such a critical moment, quite a few people barged in recklessly out of ignorance. Their heads rolled one after another, and blood stained this seemingly peaceful area red.
Red-Haired successfully arrived at Mary Geoise at this time. A member of the Ros Family, one of the founding royal families, came to receive him.
The man was somewhat bloated, with a large belly and a transparent helmet over his head.
After undergoing a strict inspection, Red-Haired even removed the sword he carried at his side.
"My name is Ros Child. Those old men sent me to receive you," Child said. Unlike ordinary Celestial Dragons, he was not arrogant and overbearing. Instead, he gave off the impression of a kindly old grandfather.
Yet the pride between his brows was impossible to fully conceal, no matter how hard he tried.
Celestial Dragons generally had shorter lifespans than ordinary people. This was mainly because they spent most of their time indulging in excess, whether in pleasure or rich, high-fat foods.
They indulged their desires and squandered their lives. For a Celestial Dragon to live to the age of the man standing before Red-Haired was truly no easy feat. And judging by the fact that he had come to receive Red-Haired, his status was clearly quite high.
"I understand,"