Hua Country.
Danlong Ancient Mountain.
Chu Yiguan stood with his hands behind his back, treading upon the void as he calmly watched Di Xuanji and Lin Jianlong.
"Ten years ago, the Empress appeared as if from nowhere. Wielding Ghost Valley Daoism, she entered the sea to halt the invading armies and ended the Henghai Battle. Truly a remarkable feat."
Di Xuanji said, "It is a pity you were not there."
Chu Yiguan smiled. "In that case, it seems fate has denied us a meeting."
He then looked at Lin Jianlong, his admiration clear in his eyes.
"Alone he entered the forest and met the dragon; in a single night, he read every stele in the dragon's tomb. Once a fish in a well gazing at the sky, he proved his Dao in a day and now dances as a dragon."
"A fine poem," Lin Jianlong said.
Chu Yiguan laughed. "You and the Empress are truly a fine pair, a match made in heaven."
