As thoughts flashed through his mind, the Yellow Flood Dragon opened his mouth slightly and sent his reply through the water.
"Fellow Daoist, the Dragon Palace is not somewhere one may visit lightly. The Dragon Lord has not received visitors in recent years, either. Please turn back!"
Hui Mian's expression flickered.
"The Dragon Lord does not receive visitors? Surely that depends on the visitor. I remember the Southern Sea Dragon Lord sent someone to the North Sea to borrow a book not long ago, and the Dragon Lord apparently received them."
He actually knew about that? It had happened only a few years ago. It was a major event for the Dragonkind of the Four Seas, the Four Heavenly Realms, and certain participating practitioners of the Immortal Dao, but word had yet to spread beyond them. Few others even knew of it.
In truth, even the Yellow Flood Dragon had only heard other members of Dragonkind mention it. He did not know the details, though he knew it had indeed happened.
The Pill Canon... a fellow Daoist... a marten?
Meanwhile, Hui Mian continued.
"Besides, if I truly have urgent business, it would be best not to delay it. Even if I am refused an audience, that should be decided by whoever oversees the Dragon Palace. Just help me find the way, Fellow Daoist. I am unfamiliar with the North Sea."
By now, the Yellow Flood Dragon had formed a suspicion and changed his original intention.
"You are quite right, Fellow Daoist. Please follow me. The Dragon Lord prefers quiet and has seldom concerned himself with outside affairs in recent years. Allow me to use Water Control to take you there!"
"Thank you, thank you!"
Hui Mian grinned and swam over beside the Yellow Flood Dragon, though he did not dare