Chen Yuan felt indifferent towards the so-called Five Elements, and things like Fire or Water Virtue had never concerned him.
He simply liked the color black, so naturally, the entire Yan Army also preferred black. The Black Dragon Banner now stood proudly across the Central Plains and many foreign lands.
His dragon robe was therefore naturally black as well.
With black as the base, and a nine-clawed Golden Dragon coiled on it, this was the style of Chen Yuan's dragon robe. Standing behind him, Su Ziyue fastened a golden belt around him, and finally placed the Nine Sulfur Crown on his head, symbolizing the Emperor.
A gentle breeze stirred, jingling the sulfur beads. At this moment, Chen Yuan naturally exuded an immense aura of authority, an aura belonging to an Emperor.
Su Ziyue watched, her eyes shining brightly.
This kind of majestic and domineering man was her husband. Recalling their first meeting in Ping'an County, neither she nor Chen Yuan could have envisioned today.
