"National Preceptor, I've heard that King Jinlin follows the Master of Qiong River, Ao Qiong. Is this true or false?"
Jiang Yunfeng asked.
Tao Jun stroked his beard and smiled bitterly, "That's what the rumors say. I, as a poor monk, have no dealings with the Dragon Race and am unaware of the situation."
He looked at Zuo Wentao, "Brother Zuo has quite the connection with the Dragon Race; do you know the details?"
Zuo Wentao was a Cloud Rain Sorcerer. It was said that in his early years, he met a Dragon Girl who took a liking to him and gifted him a drop of Dragon Blood, granting him high proficiency in Cloud Rain Magic.
Zuo Wentao thought for a moment, then said, "I can ask some old friends. If it really is Ao Qiong, things will get troublesome. I've heard Ao Qiong is arrogant and values his reputation. If his subordinates are killed, it will be hard to settle."
"This is truly troublesome..."
Tao Jun sighed deeply, "This Celestial Master acts rather violently and forcefully."
