" The Long Family Sacred Hall "

"Long Tian, why don't you show the house to our guest?" Long Zhu said before leaving.

"Okay," Long Tian nodded, "Zhao Syaoran, follow me."

Long Tian then walked to the main house.

Zhao Syaoran then followed him.

Long Mansion had a common style of Japanese houses, with an architecture that slightly resembled the Indian style.

For a noble house, the walls were made of a more resistant material with white bricks, and had a composition of tiles in shades of blue.

It was a place that brought an air of peace, Zhao Syaoran soon forgot about the discontent of being there.

Or maybe it was just the beautiful servants in the house who passed them by.

As soon as they entered the main house, Zhao Syaoran came across large statues.

Throughout the hall there was a row of six columns on each side.

Between them, two identical statues were placed on each side.

In total there were six statues of three types.

The first pair of statues was the figure of a dragon.

Zhao Syaoran remembered seeing a similar figure on the back of Long Tian's tunic.

The same figure appeared on the back of Long Zhu and other members of the family.

The second figure was the representation of a man.

He was in a meditation position, however his hands were upwards holding an object.

In his hands he was the figure of a moon.

The third figure was a woman.

She had long deer antlers and in her arms she carried a child.

On her forehead, there was the mark of a scythe concave upwards.

"Wow ..." Zhao Syaoran looked at the figures with some admiration. "The Long Family spares in the effort when it comes to ostentation."

"This is a sacred room for our family," Long Tian explained. "All Long Family artifacts and history are in this room."

"So ... what would your family's story be?"

"I will not tell you."

"What?! I thought we were already becoming friends."

Zhao Syaoran then placed his hand on his forehead.

"Brother Long, you don't trust me ..." he said in a dramatic tone.

"Brother Long ....?"

When did I give you that intimacy?

Zhao Syaoran then looked at a banner over the bottom wall, bearing the Long family emblem.

"The winged dragon Tianlong ..."

"Quite convenient isn't it?" Long Tian approached and also looked at the figure.

"Long Tian, Tianlong, yeah, your parents are not very creative."

"They said my name was chosen by the gods, because of a prophecy."

"Prophecy? What prophecy?"

Long Tian then looked at him and smiled slightly.

"Are you not going to tell me that either, are you?"

Zhao Syaoran was already depressed by this.

"Come on, your patio is this way." Long Tian turned left and went down a corridor.

Zhao Syaoran then ran to accompany him.

"You know, you're not as scary as you try to look."

"Huh?"

"You were very strong on the exam, that really was incredible." Zhao Syaoran put his hands behind his head. "I really was looking forward to fighting you one day."

Long Tian then looked at him indifferently.

"Yeah, I know, you're not the first to say that."

"Yeah, but knowing you in person, you are calm and friendly, different from that determination and coldness that you usually show, like now." Zhao Syaoran smiles.

"Calm and friendly?" Long Tian didn't really see those characteristics in them.

"Yeah, and sometimes you're shy, especially when you're around Mei Lin." Zhao Syaoran laughed.

Long Tian felt his ears his heat up.

"Are you trying to cause a fight?! Is that it?!"

"Haha! It sure is what I want most!"

...

"Definitely not!"

Zheng Xi-Wang looked at himself in the mirror and wanted to pluck out his eyes.

"But Shuang! You look so beautiful." Huang Mei tried to sound positive.

"No! No! No! I won't wear this even if they kill me!"

"But you need to!" Huang Mei puffed out his cheeks.

"What for ?! Who is going to meet that Emperor Sheng is you and not me!"

As hard as it is to believe, Zheng Xi-Wang was wearing a dress.

The long golden tunic incredibly hid her strong body and made her look more fragile.

On the other hand, that silk fabric stuck to her body and made her very uncomfortable.

It was like she was trapped in a spider web.

All the ornaments and accessories in her hair weighed or hurt.

And her makeup made her face itch.

Not to mention the jump she refused to use on after falling terribly to the ground.

"Damn! How do normal women get to wear these things ?!" Zheng Xi-Wang then pulled the tiara off his head.

"No! Stayed so beautiful!" Huang Mei tried to get her to put it back.

"No! This is ridiculous Mei Lin! I will not do that!"

"But you're my Chaperone! And even if you don't use your ID, you still need to look like a noble."

"What an aristocratic shit! Aren't my clothes good enough for you ?!"

"Well ... They are not very suitable for a palace."

Huang Mei did not want to appear offensive if she took Zheng Xi-Wang exposing both her body to the Imperial Palace.

This would cause a lot of controversy.

"Please! Make that effort! For me! I'll let you choose this time!"

Zheng Xi-Wang looked in the mirror again.

That was not her.

It was a figure that she would like with all her strength of her to forget.

But unfortunately, she understood the importance of appearances for those disgusting nobles.

And still having to submit to it ...

"Urgh! Okay! But I choose!"

"Thank you! Thank you!" Huang Mei hugged her.

After they left Long Mansion, Huang Mei and Zheng Xi-Wang stopped by a boutique to get new clothes for Zheng Xi-Wang to prepare for the audience at the Imperial Palace.

They still had a long way to go to the Country of the West.