But he seemed to remember that at the critical moment, that man had descended like a god and helped him escape from danger.
When he just opened his eyes hazily, a voice that was cold to the extreme echoed like a ghost: "Are you awake?"
His mind had been quite muddled, but at this cold voice, he suddenly shivered.
Looking back, he saw an extremely handsome man in white standing in front of the bed. He only felt that there was a faint resemblance between this man's eyebrows and that of the other man. Both were extremely gorgeous and noble, detached from the mortal world.
The only difference was that this man had a bit more cynicism than Long Mo, as well as the amorous and unrestrained air in his ink - drawn eyebrows.
He was wearing a snow - white brocade robe inlaid with dragon patterns, which seemed to proclaim his distinguished and noble identity with its elaborate craftsmanship.
"Who are you?" It was the first time he was being looked down upon by someone, and the aggressive aura of the visitor made him extremely dissatisfied.
He didn't like this feeling at all because he was used to looking down on others.
Long Yun cast a disdainful glance: "You're not qualified to know who this crown prince is."
"Crown prince?"
He felt as if he was about to let out a slip of the tongue. Just then, Long Mo walked over gracefully. He simply took the opportunity to slip away: "My brother is coming. You can talk to him."
Long Yun waved his sleeve reluctantly, standing with his hands behind his back. He didn't want to stay here for a single extra second and watch his elder brother be kind to someone else.
"You..." When he saw Long Mo again, the latter was wearing a green robe embroidered with golden dragons. The luxurious material and the long hair gently tied up with a hair crown all showed his noble status.
He walked lightly with an outstanding figure. Compared with the last time they met, he looked more mature and imposing. On his body, one could see an undeniable kingly aura.
"Be careful. Your injury hasn't healed yet." Seeing that Shu Yue was about to get up, Long Mo quickly walked over and helped him up with his strong hands.
Shu Yue had a rough personality. Now being carefully taken care of by a man like a girl, although he was taller than Long Mo, he always felt that his aura was overshadowed in front of him.
He quickly avoided Long Mo's support, seemingly showing disgust in his eyes. His side - glances were intentional or not, and his proud look made Long Mo chuckle.
"Where am I?"
"This is my home."
Shu Yue widened his eyes and looked around at the luxurious palace. Then he looked at Long Mo, whose face was full of honesty.
"You mean this palace is where you live?"
"Yes, that's right. This is my imperial bedroom." Long Mo had nothing to hide and told him the truth word for word.
"Who on earth are you?" From the first sight, he had found that this man was extraordinary. It was not only his otherworldly beauty but also the unparalleled noble air on his body.
Long Mo just gave a faint smile, which was more beautiful than all the splendor in the world. He leaned over slightly, getting very close to Shu Yue, as if bewitching him: "If I tell you that I'm the king of the dragon race, would you believe it?"
"You mean you're the Dragon King?"
Long Mo nodded with a smile but said nothing. Shu Yue stared at him in surprise for a long time without reacting.
He had thought that this man's identity was unusual, but he had never thought that he was the high - ranking king of the dragon race.
Was this another demon he had encountered?
"Is what you said true or false?"
"Don't you believe me?" Long Mo calmly countered, his tone calm but full of meaning.
Seeing that Shu Yue was still skeptical, he took out a dragon scale from his sleeve, the very one he had given to Shu Yue.
"This dragon scale is now returned to its original owner." He took Shu Yue's hand and placed the dragon scale in his palm. The crystal - blue scale dazzled Shu Yue's eyes and showed its unique luster.
"You said this is a dragon scale?!" Shu Yue looked at the seemingly small scale in his hand but never thought that it was a rare dragon scale in the world.
Could it be that this man was really the king of the dragon race? But why would he give such a precious thing to him?
Immediately, he stuffed the dragon scale back into Long Mo's hand and firmly refused: "No, this is your thing. I can't take it."
"The things this sovereign gives away will never be taken back." Long Mo smiled calmly. His eyes were like peach blossoms, and his lips were like painted red. Although he was calm, his noble air was overwhelming.
"Long Mo, we've only met once. I can't accept such a precious thing. So no matter what, you must take it back."
"Maybe for you, our meeting is just a one - time encounter, but for me, it's extraordinary."
"In what way is it extraordinary?"
The words Long Mo wanted to say were swallowed back into his throat again. Should he say that he had waited for him for thousands of years and had been waiting for his return?
This answer would be absurd and unbelievable to Shu Yue.
So, he just let out a soft laugh and changed the topic: "Forget it. Let's not talk about it. Anyway, you should keep this dragon scale. It can protect you."
"I'm a big man. I don't need any protection. Now I want to go back to the Kunshan School. It was you who brought me here, so you're responsible for sending me back."
Shu Yue had no patience to listen to his irrelevant words. At this moment, he just wanted to get back to Shu Yao.
He didn't even know what time it was. Shu Yao must be extremely worried.
"But your injury hasn't healed yet. I'm not at ease if you go back like this." Long Mo tried to persuade him thoughtfully. Every word in his eyes showed his concern and attachment to Shu Yue.
This made Shu Yue feel very awkward. He felt that this gentle look gave him goosebumps, and it also made him feel a strange sensation.
"Your Majesty the Dragon King, if I want to leave, you can't really stop me." As stubborn as Shu Yue, he flipped out of bed, but the sudden movement pulled at his wound.
He gasped in pain, his sword - shaped eyebrows knitted tightly. Even though he tried to endure it, Long Mo still noticed.
Long Mo shook his head helplessly, his tone full of indulgence: "Look at you. You're so badly injured but still so stubborn. Do you think you can go back to Kunshan like this?"
"I don't need your concern. I'll take care of myself."
"Fine. Then if you have the ability, go back by yourself. I won't care." Long Mo crossed his arms. There was no ripple in his eyes, but he looked like he was just watching a show.
Shu Yue looked around. All he could see was a sea of clouds. He was completely confused about how to get out.
He didn't know what time it was. If he really went back in such a wounded state, he didn't know how to explain it to his father.
Out of the corner of his eye, he casually glanced at the handsome man beside him. But if he stayed with Long Mo, not to mention the awkwardness between two big men, just the man's strange and imposing look at him made his hair stand on end and made him feel restless.
"Have you made up your mind? Are you still leaving?" Long Mo observed the expressions on this handsome face. As his eyes shifted, there was a sense of certainty in his look.
Because he had a hunch that Shu Yue wouldn't leave so easily.
After a long time of struggling and thinking, Shu Yue finally compromised for the sake of his injury, but he was still very reluctant: "Fine. I can stay here to recover my injury first, but as soon as my injury heals, you must send me back immediately. There can be no delay."