Chapter 874 – Dragon Elders [Part 3]
"Now," he said, lifting the transmuted gold teacup like a mic he was about to drop. "Anything else?"
Liang tapped a claw on the armrest, the faint click echoing off cedar beams. "How about brunch? We have dim sum. Lighter talk, fewer daggers." His gaze slid to Yue. "And, Ancestor, perhaps you'd like a stroll? Your garments from centuries past are still preserved. The room is untouched, cleaned, but not rearranged."
Sira's fan snapped open again. "Her clothes? Five-hundred year old vintage? Girl, we're taking you shopping."
Liang's mouth twitched. "She may still wish to retrieve keepsakes."
Yue stood, smooth as breath. "I will." Then to Liang, level but cordial. "You want a private word, Patriarch? Fine." Yes, she caught Liang's intention.
Liang offered his arm like a courtly host. The two dragons glided out.
Naomi leaned over to Lux. "Will they be okay?"
