Zheng Jin stared at the clouds above, streaking the orange skies of noon.
As promised, Zheng Jin was now on his way to the herb garden to see Flower. This sudden arrangement pushed his meeting with the other hound tomorrow, but it was alright. He had some time to spare before the tournament anyway.
As he passed by some disciples that were roaming around like a bunch of headless chickens, he could not help but chuckle inwardly.
The Golden Dragon Sect's decision to go under the throne affected outer sect disciples the most, as he predicted a massive cut in their population. Naturally, this would mean much more resources for him and the others to use in the future, so he really wasn't complaining.
Even so, he wondered why would the Golden Dragon Sect do such a thing after being a public s
