Outside the imperial capital.
A greenish-grey giant dragon spread its strong and powerful wings as it descended from the sky.
On the other side of the mountain, Chen Xing opened his eyes, watching the group of people descending from the heavens.
The greenish-grey giant dragon was at the very front, with all others trailing far behind.
Standing with his hands behind his back atop the head of the greenish-grey giant dragon was a man.
"This incident was an accident, I hope it can end here."
Hearing this, Zhao Guangming, standing behind Chen Xing, frowned. Who is this guy? Speaking like he's releasing a fart, so full of himself.
He took a good look.
Not familiar, he looked again, still doesn't recognize.
"Who are you?" Chen Xing asked indifferently.
"I am Qiu Wanshan."
Zhao Guangming felt a shock in his heart, he now knew who this arrogant old man was!
The Mountain Guardian Dragon, Qiu Wanshan!