‘I want to meet Great Master Beomheo.’
Jeong Yeonshin thought. Now, the only person left who could give him profound counsel was the old monk who possessed the single eye of the Heavenly Eye. It felt as though only yesterday that he had spent long ages within the space of the Dan Family Time Crossing Art, but the affairs between people were still a difficult problem.
How should he resolve the matter of Yelu Jin? For some reason, not only the unhuman Tower Lord but also many powers of the distant seas might come pouring in over this matter.
Step.
They were on an official road leading out of Nanjing. Jeong Yeonshin was walking with Jeok Yuha. The Tower Lord followed at a distance, an old man who kept his gaze fixed on the satchel containing Yong Huimyeong.
“...It seems he has entered hibernation. The hibernation of a Dragon Breed may well last several hundred years. They grow their bodies while feeding on the Qi of nature as if it were food. Could this old man not take just one look?”
At the Tower Lord’s question, Jeong Yeonshin calmly opened his mouth, swallowing the shock that the words “several hundred years” had brought.
“You know that I am watching over him.”