"A descendant of the Dragon!"
Since they last parted ways at the obelisk, both Nia and Ah Bu had committed Shi Ming's face to memory.
He was their savior!
Although he had shed his Light-Cast Body and now looked like a normal human, no longer possessing the radiance and divinity of a child of the sun, and even his hair had turned jet-black, Nia and Ah Bu recognized him in a single glance. This was the man who had saved them that day.
The descendant of the Dragon from the East!
Now that they were meeting again on the Pharaoh, this was perhaps the perfect opportunity for them to act as hosts and repay their life-saving debt.
They might even be able to win Ptolemy a powerful ally and the friendship of the Dragon Country!
"Nia."
The old man, Ah Bu, had barely opened his mouth, but Nia already knew what he meant.
She hurried down the Golden Ladder, heading toward the group of people who were completing their boarding procedures.
