Dai Mubai's eyes darted about slyly. "Say, if I pretended to be a member of the imperial household, wouldn't I be able to swagger wherever I pleased in the Divine Realm Empire?"
Tang San had never imagined Dai Mubai would entertain such a daring idea. "This is the Imperial Capital. Members of the Divine Realm Empire's imperial household could be walking down the street for all we know."
"I meant going somewhere small." Dai Mubai told Tang San the story of the white dragon disguising itself as a fish. "The Divine Realm Empire is so huge, and people in small places haven't seen much of the world. With my White Tiger Martial Soul, we could fool plenty of people."
"Fool people... but you don't need money." Tang San couldn't follow Dai Mubai's train of thought.
Dai Mubai shook his head. "Who said anything about swindling money? It's just for fun. A white dragon in a fish's guise, a fox borrowing a tiger's might-get it?"
Tang San had nothing to say.
If Dai Mubai wanted to pull a stunt that could cost him his head, he shouldn't expect Tang San to join him.
The two followed the road to Star Luo Lake, a wetland park right beside the imperial palace.
The Douluo Continent had no shortage of magnificent buildings or grand city layouts, but it had nothing like this style of city, where grandeur blended seamlessly with nature.
After walking halfway around Star Luo Lake, beneath shady green trees and the warm midday sun, Dai Mubai and Tang San entered a bar that served coffee by day and alcohol by night.
As soon as they entered, a singer's tender, low voice carried an intimate mood into every corner.
Amid fragrant dresses and elegantly coiffed women, Dai Mubai finally rediscovered that long-missed