Chapter 71 Negotiation

At this moment, the riverside was plunged into a dead silence.

Feeling those two pairs of indifferent gazes, the hybrid individuals present couldn't help but tense their bodies.

It was only when truly facing the legendary Kings of Bronze and Fire that they understood why ancient texts rarely recorded the supreme majesty of these monarchs.

Merely being looked at caused everyone to vaguely sense a searing heat.

It seemed like an illusion, yet perhaps it was not.

The hybrids lowered their heads one after another, not daring to directly gaze at the two presences standing atop the dragon head anymore.

Swish—

The sound of a gigantic dragon body parting the river water drifted over.

After a few breaths, two light yet heavy thuds of landing reached the ears of everyone present.

Right now, not a single person dared to breathe loudly, terrified of disturbing the two monarchs.

Of course, someone unaware of the inner story might wonder why there were two Kings of Bronze and Fire, but at this point, who among those present wasn't a shrewd expert? Naturally, they wouldn't dare to voice any doubts at such a critical juncture.

On the other side.

Leon glanced sideways at Old Tang, who remained silent, knowing that the latter wanted him to negotiate with this group of hybrids.

Leon had no particular objection to this; after all, his dual-race background made him exceptionally versatile in handling such matters.

With this thought, he put on a majestic front and asked aloud, "Who is in charge here?"

Hearing this, a young man forced himself to remain calm and stepped forward, "I... I am. I wonder what instructions the two of you have?"

"You?" Leon looked him up and down twice. "Too weak. Is this the only level the current hybrids possess?"

It wasn't that he was spouting nonsense; given his current strength, very few hybrids in this world could be his match anymore.

...At least purely in terms of physical prowess, that was the case.

Moreover, this would also help shape the image of a Dragon King who had slumbered for a millennium.

Hearing Leon's words, the young man's expression stiffened involuntarily, and then he managed an awkward smile, "Please remain calm and do not be impatient, the two of you. We—"

Before he could finish his sentence, a crisp voice rang out across the scene.

"It's truly a case of living long enough to see anything. I never thought I would have the opportunity to witness a Dragon King with my own eyes in this lifetime."

The speaker was a young girl wearing a robe. She wriggled her body and approached Leon and Old Tang with an extremely bizarre gait.

Seeing the newcomer, the young man lowered his head and called out, "Family Head..."

"Leave this to me."

The girl waved her hand without looking back, signaling the hybrids present to step down.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Leon had already roughly guessed her identity.

She was the leader of the China hybrid faction, the super hybrid from the Zhou family known as 'Lord Nüwa', hailing from the Dragon Clan spin-off novel, Dragon Clan Spells and Oddities.

And the reason why her gait was so bizarre...

Was because Lord Nüwa's bloodline had grown strong enough to cause a physical mutation in her body.

Her lower body was the body of a snake.

Of course, explaining this in China was quite simple, given that in mythology, Nüwa also possessed the upper body of a human and the lower body of a snake.

This was also the origin of the young girl's title, 'Lord Nüwa'.

However, if she were placed within the Secret Party, she would likely be treated as a high-risk hybrid and placed under lifelong confinement.

After dismissing her subordinate hybrids, Lord Nüwa spoke first, "Since the two of you haven't taken action, you must have something you need us to do, right?"

"You are too noisy."

Leon very bluntly uttered the excuse he had agreed upon with Old Tang before leaving the Bronze City, and this reason was indeed entirely defensible.

After all, anyone resting would harbor resentment if someone outside kept beating drums and gongs incessantly.

"Help us find a new place, and we will leave this area then."

This was also something he and Old Tang had already discussed.

As long as they did not leave the Three Gorges Dam, the Chinese hybrids would undoubtedly keep staring at this location, making it impossible to divert attention.

Therefore, the matter of moving naturally rose to the top of the agenda.

In addition to that...

Old Tang had already prepared to dispatch his subordinate dragon attendants to seek out another secluded hideout to conceal Constantine's egg while he and Leon traveled to their new residence.

To openly repair the plank road while secretly crossing Chencang—he still understood this basic strategy.

By that time, with Leon attracting attention out in the open, no one would ever suspect that the true Constantine had already been hidden away.

At this moment, upon hearing Leon's words, Lord Nüwa's expression darkened involuntarily.

It was because it certainly wasn't the Chinese hybrids who had woken these two terrifying presences up; they were taking the blame for the Secret Party.

Regardless of how things stood, the fact that the dignified Kings of Bronze and Fire were willing to relocate was ultimately a good thing for China.

The Three Gorges Dam was simply too sensitive and too dangerous a location.

"...I will have someone arrange a quiet place for the two of you. Are there any other requirements?"

Faced with Lord Nüwa's inquiry, Old Tang showed no reaction at all, merely wearing a cold expression as he walked toward the riverside.

Seeing this, Leon followed along.

Appropriately displaying a trace of anger would also benefit him in solidifying his identity as the King of Bronze and Fire.

Watching the two Dragon Kings stand atop the head of that 2nd-generation species in the river and slowly sink into the water, everyone present let out a collective sigh of relief.

Including Lord Nüwa.

To be honest, when truly facing the legendary Four Monarchs, she finally understood just how immense the pressure was.

Whether it was the one responsible for the negotiation or the one who had remained completely silent throughout, both caused the hybrid genes within Lord Nüwa's body to feel as though they were facing a formidable enemy.

The former gave her the impression of a humanoid giant dragon capable of tearing her apart with ease.

As for the latter...

Lord Nüwa felt that Old Tang, who had not spoken a single word, was the one truly calling the shots.

If possible, she still needed to avoid clashing with these terrifying existences as much as possible.

Wiping away a non-existent cold sweat from her forehead, Lord Nüwa turned to the young man who had gathered back at her side and said, "Minhao, you heard it all, right?"

"Quickly find a good dwelling for these two."

"Honestly... cleaning up the mess caused by the Secret Party still falls to us to wipe."

Despite saying that, a hint of a smile involuntarily appeared on the young girl's face.

Judging solely from today's negotiation, it was at least a good beginning.

'It's a pity there were simply too many people present. I'm afraid it won't be long before the entire hybrid world knows that we have made initial contact with a Dragon King.'

Looking at the apprehensive expressions of the hybrids around her, Lord Nüwa's gaze flickered slightly.

With so many people talking, what had just happened could definitely not be kept under wraps.

Although Lord Nüwa faintly sensed that this seemed to be precisely the outcome the Dragon King who had negotiated with her desired to achieve.

'It must be my imagination...'

Thinking this, the young girl softly hummed a tune:

"Today is a good day..."

……

Just as Lord Nüwa had anticipated.

In less half a day, the events that transpired beside the Three Gorges Dam had basically spread across the hidden side of the world.

Every well-known hybrid family learned that the King of Bronze and Fire, one of the Four Monarchs of the Dragon Clan, had awakened and had conducted initial negotiations with the Chinese hybrid faction.

Meanwhile, back at Cassell College, an astonished Angell stared at the photographs in his hands.

Because he recognized the identity of the man in the pictures.