Chapter 671 - What Was He Doing There? (1/2)

Xiang Yu touched the mark between his brows and closed his eyes. Here in the High Heavens, his perception was much clearer. He only took a moment before he opened his eyes again and ripped another gate open. This time what lay behind was the capital of the dragon realm.

Xiang Yu didn't hesitate. He stepped through the opening, letting it close behind him. His gaze traveled around, taking in the buildings to both sides of the street and the people walking around. Mn, the dragons weren't that different from the other races it seemed. They looked just as colorful as the demons but they treated each other more like the gods. Well, they seemed to be closer physically. In the Nine Heavens, who didn't keep a distance of one or two steps even as a married couple? The dragons didn't seem to mind closeness in the least. Just casually glancing at the people, he already saw three couples that seemed to be glued together. There was a woman hanging onto her husband's arm, her fingers incessantly teasing him. Two women walked at the side of the street, one of them with her arm around the other's waist, while another couple had stopped to talk with somebody, the smaller person hugged to their partner's chest. Nothing could be seen of any timidity or pudency. What a refreshing sight.

Xiang Yu continued to look, his goal forgotten for the moment. This … was exactly what he wanted. It was a pity he hadn't been born a dragon. If not for the way he grew up, for the ideals he had been taught since young, then maybe he wouldn't have ended up like this.

Xiang Yu sighed and turned away, slowly making his way to a house in the outskirts of the capital. He hid from the dragons just how he had always done it in the demon realm. Wouldn't they react just like the humans in their capital had? He didn't want to experience that once again. Once was more than enough.

Finally, he found himself in front of a door. Originally, it had to have been painted red but now, most of the color had come undone, leaving only some scraps on there while the pale wood was laid bare everywhere else.

Xiang Yu tilted his head. What was that fake dragon doing here? This couldn't be the place where he lived, could it? Even though he didn't know him well, he felt that that man attached great importance to appearances. His house … it should be something akin to a palace, shouldn't it? Or even if it wasn't a palace, it should be something big and flashy.

Maybe a two-story building with two ferocious-looking statues next to the gate and a wall surrounding the house that featured carvings of even more creatures. There could even be figures on the curved roof that looked down at all the guests condescendingly. There would probably be red-lacquered beams holding up the roof and a lavishly decorated door leading into the house. Maybe it wouldn't be just one house and instead, he'd have a main house and several other buildings with a big courtyard being part of every one of them and a garden in the rear.

Yes, that kind of estate would fit him much better than this run-down building. So … why was he here?

Xiang Yu tilted his head and pushed the door open, peeking into the room behind. Actually, the house comprised of only this room. The first thing he saw was a stove with a bamboo steamer waiting to the side.

Xiang Yu sniffed hopefully but the only thing he smelled was sweat. He scrunched up his face and turned away. What came into view …

His eyes widened and he stared in a daze, not even comprehending what he saw.