"The Human Emperor sure knows how to jest. I, Old Dragon, just need a good rest and a good sleep. Death is still a long way off." The Old Dragon King laughed heartily, struggling to rise as if to prove his vitality.
The old Dragon King sat on the edge of the bed, his whiskers trembling, his body swaying like a pendulum, seeming like he might return to bed at any moment.
"I... I can still live for two hundred years, two thousand years..."
A foul odor emitted from the Old Dragon King's mouth, so pungent that even various kinds of incense could not cover it.
As the Old Dragon King's emotions fluctuated, his body began to sweat increasingly. The maids took turns wiping it away, but they couldn't keep up.
"Get out of my sight!" The Old Dragon King, deeming the maids useless, exploded in anger. An appalling aura emanated from him, threatening to fling the maids through the air.
Jiang Li's face showed pity. He stepped forward and gently held down the Old Dragon King's wrist.