The banquet had not yet officially begun. The Main Hall was filled with the Four Seas Dragon Race. After meeting the Great Zhen Envoys, the old dragon naturally had to arrange quarters for them first. Thus, after exchanging greetings with the Dragon Lords of the Four Seas, the old dragon gave an instruction.
"Great Zhen Envoys, please follow the Yaksha and rest for the time being. You will be notified before the banquet begins. You may also stroll around the Dragon Palace if you wish, but someone from our Dragon Palace must accompany you."
"Thank you, Dragon Lord Ying!"
Yin Zhaoxian and those at his side cupped their hands in thanks, then departed with the two Yakshas who had brought them here.
As they watched the group leave, the Four Seas Dragon Race within the hall could not help whispering among themselves. A Dragon Crown Prince beside Old Yellow Dragon leaned close to his father and asked softly in his ear.
"Father, why did you return his salute? Even if he is a high official, he is still only a mortal!"
Old Yellow Dragon watched Yin Zhaoxian and the others walk out of the hall without directly answering his son. Instead, he looked toward Ying Hong, the chi dragon seated above the place of honor.
Sure enough, Ying Hong explained at that moment.
"Did you find it strange that I and several Dragon Lords returned Yin Zhaoxian's salute? To be honest, this old man initially thought little of these mortals as well. But I have friends upon the Immortal Path who can distinguish the Dao of Heaven and Earth, observe the qi of yin and yang, and are skilled at discerning the great tide of the times."
Some among the Four Seas Dragon Race had already guessed whom Old Dragon