As Si Mingjing's dance reached its climax, eight giant dragons suddenly spiraled in the sky. They emitted roars that shocked the heavens and earth, their presence awe-inspiring.
When Ye Siyuan looked up again, Si Lisao, who had stood less than five meters in front of her, had vanished without a trace.
"Holy shit! Eight True Dragons!" Ye Shen exclaimed, wide-eyed with amazement.
Ye Siyuan recognized one of the Golden Dragons. "That's Crown Prince Lisao!" she said excitedly.
"How do you know?" Ye Shen asked.
"None of your business! I just know!"
Ye Siyuan stood tall, her eyes filled with admiration and her face proud. Through the eyes of love, all is beautiful, and to her, the Golden Dragon seemed the most magnificent.
Ye Shen stroked his chin. "What's this about?"
"I don't know. Probably a part of some blessing ceremony," she guessed.
