Yue Xiaofei grew even more anxious at these cryptic words.
"Old Celestial Master, what do you mean? Could you explain it more clearly?"
"I cannot reveal too many heavenly secrets, or I too will suffer heaven's retribution."
The Old Celestial Master shook his head and said solemnly, "All I can tell you is that your elder brother's life is not in danger for now. But he is trapped in some enormous predicament and cannot escape."
"As for the rest, you must find the answers yourself."
With that, the Old Celestial Master said no more and gave Yue Xiaofei a slight bow.
"Young friend Yue, our business here is finished. It is time for us to take our leave."
"Until we meet again."
He then turned and departed with graceful steps, leading the disciples behind him.
Their figures soon melted into the night, as though they had never appeared.
They sought neither credit nor fame.
Only Yue Xiaofei remained, standing where he was, turning the Old Celestial Master's prophetic words over and over in his mind. His brow was furrowed, his heart filled with endless worry and doubt.
A dragon stranded in the shallows, mocked by shrimp...
Brother, what trouble have you gotten yourself into?
Given his elder brother Yue Feng's strength, there were only a handful of people or circumstances in the entire Dragon Kingdom-or even the world-that could leave him like a dragon stranded in the shallows.
What kind of place was this so-called Cloudtop Heavenly Palace?
And why was Mother trapped there?
What earth-shattering secrets lay behind all of this?
One mystery after another tangled around Yue Xiaofei's heart like a mass of knotted threads.
"Phew..."
He let out a long breath and forced himself to calm down.
Worrying wouldn't help now.
The Old Celestial Master had made