In the room, An Yiqing sat at the round table, staring absentmindedly at the Old Clan Chief lying on the bed, her thoughts wandering to unknown places. Long Zixuan carefully wiped the Old Clan Chief's face with a warm, damp towel and briefly cleaned his hands before sitting by the Old Clan Chief's bedside.
"Sister An, what are you thinking?"
An Yiqing's gaze flickered, a glimmer flashing by. She squinted slightly at the purple flowers outside the window, "I'm wondering, could the purpose of the Evil Dragon's emergence this time be a reminder to the Dragon Clan, to tell everyone it's coming out?"
Long Zixuan was stunned, then lowered his gaze in thought. Indeed, the Evil Dragon's actions today were somewhat strange. After causing a huge commotion, did it only injure a few people? Thunder without much rain, what was the real purpose?
"Sister An, do you have any thoughts?"
