A short while later, in the living room.
Dressed in white robes, Xie Jinhuan sat by the window, looking much more respectable than usual as he spoke quietly about Dragonbone Shoal and the Blood Rain Tower.
Lin Zisu had changed into a tea-green ruqun, styled her hair like a bookish young lady, and even put in a hairpin. She sat primly beside him, kneading Coal Ball, behaving much better than before.
Lin Wanyi was making tea nearby. She was a little surprised to find that the mischievous girl had become more grounded after changing into proper undergarments, but she paid it little heed for the moment and merely asked with concern:
"They say Dragonbone Shoal is crawling with formidable people. Those pawns 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 his grandmaster, Bu Yuehua naturally assumed the dignified, intellectual bearing of an elder:
"Dragonbone Shoal has more than just formidable people. Legend has it that the Last True Dragon came ashore from the Eastern Sea and was slain on the coast by the forebears of the Human Race. Its bones and blood became nourishment for all living things, which is why spiritual objects appear so often at Dragonbone Shoal. There are even true demons hidden among its mountains and great marshes. Fighting over an opportunity in a place like that, even with Nangong Ye and me accompanying you, wouldn't offer much assurance. If you ask me, you should think twice."
Dragonbone Shoal covered an enormous area, stretching from Jiang Family Fort in Northern Zhou all the way to Great Qian's southeastern coast. To the west, it reached deep into Great Qian's interior, nearly as far as Jing Prefecture, covering an area equivalent to more