Divine Land, Cyan Dragon City, Golden Scale Guard.
In a room that resembled a medical room, sunlight streamed in through the window, and Li Xin felt warmth akin to the familiar sea's breath, reminiscent of Hedan. He seemed to recall the sensation of bandages on his body, yet the Spiritual Power within him was still dangerously chaotic.
A man and a woman stood before Li Xin. The man appeared to be about forty years old, resembling a standard handsome square-faced guy with a prominent nose, clad in a charming Golden Scale Armor, carrying a long spear on his back. Beside him stood a twenty-something woman dressed in white, with a high ponytail and an exquisite figure exuding an impressive aura, with a long sword at her waist and an aura of briskness surrounding her.
