"Why are you laughing?" Xiu'er couldn't help but be confused about Jin Rou. He could still laugh even in this kind of situation? But thinking about it, this was probably normal. After all, he just defeated a progenitor easily.

"Xiu'er, it looks like your clan is very fast in doing things." Jin Rou laughed again and said.

"What do you mean?" Xiu'er was confused more. What was Jin Rou trying to say? He tried to contemplate it but it was useless. He really couldn't get what Jin Rou was trying to say.

"Go out and see it for yourself." Jin Rou told Xiu'er.

Hearing this, Xiu'er swallow a mouthful of his saliva. Many things were running on his mind, but this wasn't the time for it. He clutched the doorknob and opened the door.

And what greeted Xiu'er wasn't the same place they came from. This place was filled with mansions above the large trees. The structures of this place was very ancient as he felt an ancient and old vibe from here.

This sight was already shocking for him. But there was one more shocking thing here.

Opposite of the them were large humans wearing a red robe approximately reaching 20. In their robes, there was a symbol of a head of a dragon. In the middle of this pack was a man with a short red hair sitting on a throne. He was larger than everyone else here. He was handsome yet fierce, according to his eyes and the aura he was emitting.

By this, Xiu'er could already tell what's going on.

"We have been teleported...?" Xiu'er looked at Jin Rou and asked.

"Correct." Jin Rou smiled and nodded, "And the culprits are them. Perhaps, they left a teleportation system attached to the castle so that they could watch that progenitor's moves."

"You mean, they have seen everything?" Xiu'er looked pale and horrified.

"Indeed, we have seen everything." It was not Jin Rou who answered. It was the man sitting on the throne, "We have witnessed everything you did, from the very beginning."

"So you see your clansman suffering?" Jin Rou looked at the man on the throne eye to eye, "I wonder why you didn't take action and save him? After all, he was a progenitor, you know."

"We have no use for someone who achieved his strength by consuming resources." The man on the throne said with disdain, "True, he was a progenitor. But his strength can only amount to an Ancient."

This man's voice contained prestige and commanding tone. For ordinary people, they might be easily intimidated and piss their pants. The heavy aura this man was emitting was more than unbearable. If not for Jin Rou, Xiu'er might have passed out already.

"Oh, so you actually don't care about him?" Jin Rou asked.

"Think what you like to think." The man on the throne vaguely answered.

"So why did the prestigious and mighty True Dragon Clan used up so many resources just to pull this castle off here along with us?" Jin Rou asked the main concern. Though, he might already have a general idea of what the reason was.

Teleporting a structure of this big was impossible for ordinary people. After all, it would use so many treasures and resources to achieve this feat. In fact, even the major forces like Burnfield Stone Sect wouldn't rashly do this.

But the True Dragon Clan, seemed didn't hesitate to pull this off. There was only one thing that could be the reason.

"We want that child to go back here in our clan. As he is the of the offspring of my son, I naturally want to nurture him here in our clan." The man on the throne said without thinking twice.

"Oh, I see." Jin Rou rubbed his chin and said, "Since you saw how enermous his talent was, you want to take him back? In the first place, have you ever accepted him being a half-blood in the past?"

"..." The man on the throne's face hardened. Jin Rou had hit a sensitive spot. However, he immediately hid it and answered, "The thing of the past shall be forgotten. People should focus in the present and prepare for the future."

"Hmm, you want to nurture Xiu'er in order to create a better future prospect." Jin Rou could read between the lines and laughed, "And you want him to return just because you want him to?"

"Because he belongs here." The man on the throne hardly answered.

"No, he never belonged here." Jin Rou smirked, "You want him right now because you can see the potential benefits you and your clan could get. This reason that he belongs here was only a pretense and a cover for your main agenda."

"Young man, we don't need your opinion here." The man on the throne released hid killing intent and said, "I am the Dragon Emperor of the True Dragon Clan. I have the final say in here. I suggest you to back off while my clan is still being nice with you. If you want something, we can talk it on the table."

The Dragon Emperor was clearly saying that he was up for a negotiation. As long as he found it reasonable, he was willing.

"You don't need my opinion?" Jin Rou chuckled, "I am the guardian of Xiu'er. Of course, it will be up to me whether to send him back or not. Though, I bet you already know my decision, Dragon Emperor."

"You are that adamant on opposing me, human?" The Dragon Emperor was clearly enraged. His fellow clansmen were also angered. Jin Rou was getting into their nerves and they wanted to skin him alive.

The Dragon Emperor unleashed his full aura and let everyone feel it. The aura was suffocating and powerful. It was like the myriad worlds would fall under despair if he was angered.

The rising sun lost its shine as the world tremble in fear.

The Dragon Emperor was determined to get what he wanted.