By the third round of mahjong, the trees in the royal garden of Stormwind Keep lit up with green light. As their branches intertwined to form an arched doorway, Su Ming knew the person he had been waiting for had arrived.
An elf with pale purple skin and green hair stepped out of the green light, as though emerging from a swirling dream. The green gauze behind her fluttered with her steps, giving her an ethereal beauty.
But her expression made her look somewhat like she was sleepwalking. She wore a dazed look, her small lips slightly parted and dewy, like a green apple hanging from a treetop.
Despite seeming a little muddled, her glowing green eyes worked perfectly well. The moment she stepped out of the Teleportation Portal, she saw the mahjong table in the center of the Throne Room, as well as Deathstroke cracking sunflower seeds.
She gave a soft sigh, but still walked forward, carrying the scent of fresh grass as she slowly entered the room.
"Deathstroke, it really is you."
"Who else would it be? Those Druids really have no backbone. I wanted one of them to chat with me for a bit earlier, but he ran off in a flash. It's not like I was going to eat him."
With the person in question finally here, Su Ming declared that today's mahjong session was over. He rose from the table and greeted her with a smile.
"Welcome to the human world, Queen Ysera. Ever since we parted last time, your beautiful figure has often appeared in my dreams."
That was purely polite small talk. What decent person would dream about the Green Dragon Queen? Only those Druids had that kind of problem.
"Yet I have never seen you in the Emerald Dream. The emerald dreams