A little while later, in the living room.
Dressed in a white robe, Xie Jinhuan sat by the window, looking much more respectable than usual as he quietly discussed Dragonbone Shoal and the Blood Rain Tower.
Lin Zisu had changed into a tea-green ruqun, with her hair styled like a young lady from a scholarly family and adorned with a pearl hairpin. She sat properly beside him, kneading Coal Ball, and was behaving much better than before.
Lin Wanyi was making tea nearby. She was a little surprised to find that putting on proper undergarments had made the mischievous girl settle down too, but she did not dwell on it now, merely asking with concern:
"They say Dragonbone Shoal is crawling with formidable people. Those foot soldiers from the Blood Rain Tower can gather a little intelligence at most. They won't be much help. Who are you planning to take?"
As their grandmaster, Bu Yuehua naturally assumed the dignified, intellectual air of an elder:
"Dragonbone Shoal has more than formidable people. Legend has it that the world's last true dragon came ashore from the Eastern Sea and was slain on the coast by the ancestors of humankind. Its bones and blood became nourishment for all living things, causing spiritual treasures to appear frequently at Dragonbone Shoal. There are even true demons hidden among its mountains and great marshes. When it comes to fighting for opportunities in a place like that, even Nangong Ye and I going with you wouldn't offer much assurance. I think you should think thrice before acting."
Dragonbone Shoal covered an enormous area, stretching from the Jiang Family Fort in Northern Zhou all the way to Great Qian's southeastern coast. To the west, it extended deep into Great Qian's interior, almost reaching Jing Prefecture, covering an area