In a palace imbued with a strong sense of the sacred, a fiery red silhouette was losing its temper.
"Lord, there's no need for you to be angry. Our top priority now is to closely monitor their movements. This Jia Yan seems to have fled with the Kuditian. Those ungrateful wretches couldn't possibly possess a great deal of long-range flight energy, so they cannot have left this starry sky just like that. We just need to ensure our surveillance is thorough and wait for them to show themselves. Then we'll be able to annihilate them in one fell swoop," someone was trying to reassure.
"Agreed!"
Master Star waved his paw, signaling his advising subordinate to withdraw.
He was starting to feel a bit weary, and it wasn't just him who was sulking—the past few days had brought continuous signals and messages from other Celestial Dragon Strong Ones, urging him to quickly kill the one who dared to offend their kind, or else their reputation on this planet would drastically diminish.