"Come, let the feast begin."
Lianshan Xin did not force those present to declare their stance on the spot. That would have been far too unseemly. Anyone interested in supporting them would naturally find a way to contact them privately. People with that sort of far-reaching influence were the last thing the Divine Capital lacked.
But once the dishes arrived, the guests could no longer maintain their composure.
Because Lianshan Xin really had prepared a table of authentic "All-Dragon Feast" dishes.
No Tail-Burning Banquet in history had ever been as extravagant as Lianshan Xin's.
On this subject, Dao Lord Xin said, "The foundations of our Dragon Subjugation Lineage are dragon meat, dragon blood, Dragon Tendon, and Dragon Bone-the Dragon Palace amasses wealth; we amass dragons. When friends come, we have dragon blood. When enemies come, we have our Dragon-Slaying Saber. You'll all get used to it."
Hearing Lianshan Xin's smug introduction, even the South Sea Dragon King, with his thousands of years of self-restraint, nearly failed to control his killing intent.
But the eerie glow of blood on the Blood-Severing Dust-Cleansing Blade cooled the South Sea Dragon King's Dao heart in time.
In the end, he chose to sweep his sleeves and leave.
Lianshan Xin sounded deeply regretful. "Dragon King, won't you try some? Your Dragon Clan may possess the riches of the four seas, but surely even you've never eaten such a pure, authentic All-Dragon Feast."
Hearing this made the South Sea Dragon King even angrier.
Just then, a voice drifted through the air. "That's right, Third Uncle. Why don't we stay for a meal? I've never had a feast like this before."
The South Sea Dragon King glared furiously at a young dragonkin in the Dragon Palace Delegation.
The dragonkin immediately waved his hands and denied it three