Ming Long's den...
Inside an opulent den, with massive space and several levels, the fate dragoness Ming Long, Matriarch of the Long Clan and wife of the Storm Dragon, sat holding a crystal artifact in her hands as she carefully studied it.
Beside her on the platform she was seated on lay a crumpled letter, with faint traces of the light element.
There was pin-drop silence, with only light humming sounds from the item in her hands. But suddenly, a presence manifested and a shout followed.
"Master!! Where are you??"
Yue Qinglan arrived inside the den with a panicked expression. She was breathing heavily as if she had seen a ghost. Meanwhile, Ming Long calmly asked, "What happened, dear? What did you get yourself into to sound so tense?"
Yue Qinglan arrived in front of her. Still, Ming Long remained absorbed in her work and did not look at her.
