Three figures walked leisurely down the bustling street—two voluptuous young women wearing elegant cloaks, chatting happily side by side, and an elderly man with long white hair and beard following behind them with a calm, expressionless face.
Just as they passed the entrance of the Azure Crest Pavilion, the old man abruptly halted. He slowly lifted his head, narrowing his eyes as if sensing something.
A low murmur that was barely audible escaped his lips. "This…"
The two girls stopped immediately. One of them turned toward him and asked curiously. "Guardian Lu, did something happen?"
The old man replied with a grave tone as he enveloped the three of them in a nearly invisible protective barrier. "Young Miss… someone from the Dragon Race is inside this place."
Lilith's expression darkened instantly. Her brows knit together, forming a deep crease. "Did they come for the same reason as us?"
