Rise of the White Dragon

When he saw the card up close, the manager injected Qi. When he saw the circuits on the VIP card show reaction and start to run across the card becoming even more flashy, the manager's gaze became full. When he looked back at Luan there was only respect and curiosity in his eyes. He had been a manager at this establishment for years, however, it was the first time he had seen this VIP card.

The manager respectfully said: "Sorry for the delay, I will personally take you to the VIP room. This way Young Master."

"OK." Holding Ingrid's hand, Luan walked, following the manager.

'My beloved father, luckily I was present...!' The manager was in a cold sweat. Just now he thought that this was an ordinary couple, but after seeing the White Emperor's VIP card, he started having crazy thoughts, mainly noticing the similarities... 'Maybe it's the White Emperor's son?'

It was common knowledge that the White Emperor did not have relationships with women. He went a thousand years without having children. This made others think he was infertile or even swayed the other way. However, if anything was possible, even if he is gay, it doesn't necessarily mean that he would never have a relationship with a woman; even if it's just to breed.

And when else the manager was in the couple's presence, but he thought he was right. Initially, they didn't look impressive at all. However, he could feel a small trace of Sixth Order Qi...

'Even if he wasn't the son of the White Emperor, just because they are possibly Emperors, it's more than enough to be treated with respect.' The manager thought.

Ingrid was impressed by the elegance of the interior. It was exquisitely shaped, nothing too flashy, but if you looked closely, you'd notice that it was all meticulously done. Even a vase that appeared to be simple, in reality, if you looked at it for more than a second, you would notice how special it was. It even gave a little illusion that it got into the vase painting. It was a wonderfully strange feeling.

But as impressed as she was, it still didn't compare to the treasures she'd seen before; Luan had even more impressive things. Some items even had intelligence and could act on their own. The guardian of Luan's hideout was a full armor type treasure. The strength was equivalent to the Sixth Order. That alone was enough to make her heart beat faster.

Because of that, she didn't show many reactions.

When Luan... Well, he had no interest in those things. Although some things have changed. He didn't particularly notice anything that caught his eye along the way to the VIP room.

The manager was always attentive. He wanted to understand as many of these VIP customers as possible. On the way, he exchanged a few words and it was enough to understand some things. Mainly because on the way here, he noticed they had a weak reaction; especially Luan who didn't even have a reaction when he saw the phoenix statue that seemed to be in living form and was always praised by the people who came before.

Another thing was the fact that this couple didn't even try to flatter. It was as if he didn't care that I got a good impression of them. It is necessary to understand that the owner of the theater is in the Seventh Order. Because of that, whenever someone got the chance, they would lick the boot of even the simplest of employees.

Even if the owner didn't show up, people still didn't give up hope, and many customers came often with the hope of seeing a pious Seventh Order cultivator.

"Honored guests, this is your room." The manager said respectfully indicating with the palm of his hand towards the door with the number 0.

It had been a long time since this room had been used, and no one was allowed to use it without having the VIP card that was currently in the couple's hands.

Very few knew, but only three people out of all the customers had their own unique VIP lounges.

"Thanks," Luan said.

Opening the door, he motioned for Ingrid to enter.

The interior of the room was white in color. There was hardly anything that stood out, it was quite simple, but it had an air of natural elegance.

On the front wall, there was a clear glass that gave a view of the stage. There was only one sofa where up to five people could sit together in the ocean blue color.

In each corner were white dragonskin armchairs. It was incredibly beautiful if you got a good look. Mainly because it looks new, less than 100 years old.

"Young master, if you have any requests, just use the intercom and we will respond to you immediately. If there's nothing else, I'm leaving." The manager said respectfully.

"Thanks, you can leave," Luan said in a neutral tone.

"Feel free." Bowing down, the manager left shortly after.

Ingrid looked around, after that, she walked slowly in her red high heels to the couch.

It's not an exaggeration that her walking like that was amazing to anyone looking from the back. wearing a black Cheongsam gothic dress, it accentuates her curves, although revealing a little skin, it wasn't very revealing, just in the region of the legs with a small cut and in the part of the chest, but it was fastened by a button, so not very revealing.

*Bang~*

After closing the door from the inside, Luan walked over to the couch. Sitting down next to Ingrid, he smiled and said, "Looks like it's going to take a while to get started."

"Mm, I don't quite understand, but should it take?" She said uncertainly. Suddenly, she smiled. Placing her left hand on his face, she stared at him seductively.

"Kyah~"

Ingrid let out a little cry when Luan pulled her to sit on his lap.

His lips came together, Ingrid's breathing got softer as she anticipated.

"..."

Suddenly, the sound of the switch echoed and the lights in the hall were turned off. Even the stage lights were off. Of course, when Ingrid and Luan looked toward the stage, they were still able to see with their vision.

"That's it..."

Ingrid was surprised when she saw that the stage seemed to be getting bigger.

"Dimensional expansion technique. It should last a few hours, but it should be long enough to be used during the theater." Luna explained.

After a while, an extremely captivating male voice echoed, "It all started three hundred years ago when the White Emperor and his friends hunted down the Evil Sect's leader, Manifest."