"This prison holds the hope of the Great Li Dynasty," Fan Wubing asked, "If it doesn't return, is it impossible for Great Li to become an Imperial Dynasty?"
Li Ying nodded.
Fan Wubing gazed at the majestic starry sky, "Sister Ying, you are from Great Li, right?"
"Yes. I've given everything for Great Li."
"You hope for Great Li to become an Imperial Dynasty, right?"
"Yes, I love my country."
"So, that Dragon of Destiny also carries your hope, right?"
"Yes, I once made a great vow to use my blood to complete the imperfections on the road to the Imperial Dynasty."
Fan Wubing took a deep breath and said, "Then, how about we bring that Dragon of Destiny back?"
"How to bring it?"
Fan Wubing's heart beat very slowly, very slowly.
It almost beat once every two breaths.
Dong!
Dong!
Dong!
At the same time, there was another sound.
It was the sound of the Dragon-Touching Immortal Bell.
Dong!
Dong!
Dong!
The two sounds intertwined, spiraling together, twisting and turning.
