Dongting Lake, on a giant island within.
Just as Xu An, Households Commander Liu, and the rest of the Dao Court contingent arrived on the island, a proud, valiant youth in full armor strode toward them.
The man was powerfully built, his slender eyes glinting with a cold light. A pair of dragon horns protruded from his thick hair, and fine white scales were visible on his neck. His gaze fell upon Households Commander Liu, and his golden dragon pupils immediately caused cold sweat to bead on the commander's forehead.
But Households Commander Liu was a tough man.
On any other day, he wouldn't have minded showing some deference to a True Dragon. But today, he was here on the Emperor's orders. If he backed down now, it would be detrimental to his career!
"And you are, Daoist?"
Households Commander Liu solemnly cupped his hands in salute. The valiant youth grinned. "I am Du Huan, grandson of the Dragon Monarch and descendant of the White Chilong."
