I, disguised as a white dragon, was supported by the state.

To his surprise, Liu Sheng didn't even make a reservation for tickets; he simply walked through the crowd in line and headed towards the security checkpoint.

He followed closely behind, accidentally bumping into some people in line. He quickly called out "Sorry" to them, but they ignored him as if they hadn't seen him at all.

Liang Shangwu was surprised. He casually patted a fat man on the butt and found that the man was still looking at his phone and occasionally chuckling. He guessed what was going on.

He was convinced that Bai Long was behind it all.

Perhaps it's some kind of supernatural power that shields others from perception!

"How come Liu Sheng is so lucky? I wonder if Mr. Bai needs an expert like me who studies dinosaurs?" He racked his brains, thinking about how to make a connection with Bai Long.

Studying dragons from mythology is far more meaningful than studying ancient creatures like dinosaurs.

What's more, Bai Long knows so many extraordinary skills. If he could teach me even a little bit, wouldn't I be able to ascend to heaven along with him?

With that thought in mind, he slipped past the security personnel right under their noses.

Liu Sheng walked very fast, and Liang Shangwu could only keep up by jogging.

Watching the other party skillfully walk forward through the exhibition hall, open a door with a sign that read "No Entry for Visitors," and pass by several staff members with walkie-talkies clipped to their waists, Liang Shangwu's feelings were still quite complicated, even though he already knew the reason for the incident.

"It's like wearing an invisibility cloak!"

"Could it be because of the fog around us?"

As Liang Shangwu listened to the staff complaining about the strange fog, a strong sense of superiority suddenly arose in his heart.

He followed Liu Sheng's steps for nearly twenty minutes before he saw the other man stop in front of a heavy metal door.

Two security guards stood by the door.

Liang Shangwu noticed that both men had bulges at their waists. He leaned closer to take a look and reached out to touch them, discovering that they were guns!

The metal door was completely sealed, with no keyhole visible, except for a card reader with facial recognition functionality on the side.

"That ancient jade artifact must be extraordinary, otherwise it wouldn't be under such heavy security," he thought to himself.

Just as he was wondering how Bai Long would open the iron gate, he saw the iron gate in front of him being torn open from the middle by an invisible force.

He looked to the side in surprise and saw that the two security guards seemed completely unaware and were still looking around.

When their eyes fell on him, even though he knew he wouldn't be discovered, he still felt a chill run down his spine.

Liang Shangwu quickly entered the room.

Inside the door was a large hall, and on both sides of the hall...

“The murals on the wall are from Dunhuang!” He recognized them at a glance.

Liu Sheng glanced at it casually and said, "The things are inside."

Subsequently, Liang Shangwu encountered three more groups of heavily armed security personnel, just as he had seen earlier.

Those security doors, which even high-explosive materials couldn't break through, seemed to welcome them, opening automatically whenever they approached.

"We're here!" When the last door opened, Liu Sheng, whose face had been tense, let out a soft breath, a hint of relief flashing across his face.

He had only been to this place once before.

If he didn't have such a good memory, he probably would have forgotten it long ago.

Even so, he was quite worried, fearing that he might have misremembered.

Looking at the familiar murals on the wall, he realized he hadn't made a mistake.

These murals, each with a distinct style, originate from one of the four ancient civilizations.

Liu Sheng still remembers the proud tone in which the Englishman introduced these things to him.

This is a symbol of their "empire on which the sun never sets".

“Mr. Bai, the item is in the display case in the very center!” he said, pointing to the center.

Bai Lin's body had already flashed to the center of this hidden, independent exhibition hall.

However, instead of the jade artifacts he had expected, there was an open book.

Liu Sheng and Liang Shangwu also arrived one after the other.

"The Book of the Dead?" Liang Shangwu asked in surprise.

Liu Sheng's expression changed drastically: "It's been replaced!"

He looked around.

This private exhibition hall is not large, and there are several display cases around it, so you can see everything at a glance.

After looking around, his expression changed again. He looked up at Bai Lin and hurriedly explained, "Mr. Bai, I remember very clearly, it wasn't like this before."

Bai Lin knew he wasn't lying.

He glanced at the "Book of the Dead" that Liang Shangwu had mentioned and found it to be utterly unremarkable.

The other items in the display cases might be priceless to outsiders, but in his eyes they were nothing special.

Just as he was pondering whether he should go and ask the person in charge of the area, he suddenly heard Liang Shangwu say, "Perhaps I know where it is."

"What?" Liu Sheng quickly looked at him.

If Bai Long makes a wasted trip, he will lose the opportunity he volunteered for and worked so hard to obtain, and might even leave a negative impression on Bai Long.

“Little Magellanic Cloud, also known as the Isle of Maidens,” Liang Shangwu said, “was founded by a wealthy man from the United States. Celebrities from all over the world are frequent visitors there, and even the prince of the Kingdom of Ying often goes there!”

"I overheard someone say that a museum has been built there, and every artifact there could be considered a treasure in any museum in the world!"

"Last year, a wealthy man bought a dinosaur fossil for 50 million US dollars and donated it there as a ticket to the island."

"It's said that only those with a net worth of 10 billion Sam's Dollars have a chance of receiving an invitation!"

"Why is it called Girls' Island?" Liu Sheng asked, puzzled.

“Because the girls are the core of that place, not only as tools for the VIPs to have fun, but also as their pledge of allegiance and…food,” Liang Shangwu said.

"Food?" Liu Sheng exclaimed in surprise.

Bai Lin, however, showed an expression of surprise.

He had seen a similar scene when he used the Soul Searching Technique on Ueda.

Earth may not be extraordinary, but the evil in human nature is no less than that of the most vicious and wicked people in the cultivation world.

You should know that in Xuzhou, the Demonic Sect, which feeds on humans, is just like the Extreme Yang Sect—a rat that everyone hates and beats.

“I was skeptical before,” Liang Shangwu said, glancing at Bai Lin, “but knowing about Sir Charles, I suppose it’s true.”

“By the way, Sir Charles was also a frequent visitor there; perhaps we could ask him.” He said, glancing at Bai Lin.

Bai Lin shook his head.

That guy was cursed with the Spirit Water Curse; he wouldn't be alive now.

“Then ask the wealthy man who bought the dinosaur fossil; I can find out his address,” Liang Shangwu said, sensing Charles’s impending doom.

He couldn't wait to demonstrate his value to Bailong.

"Where is he from?" Liu Sheng suddenly asked.

“He should live in the United States,” Liang Shangwu said.

He wondered why this guy would ask that question.

“It’s too far. We might as well go directly to the Prince of Ying,” Liu Sheng suggested. “Didn’t you say he’s a regular there?”

Looking for a prince?

Liang Shangwu glanced at Bai Lin beside him, nodded emphatically, and said, "Yes, we should look for him!"

……

Chapter 112 The Prince and the Dragon

Prince Will is smashing things in the reception room.

The clattering sounds startled the princess who was passing by the door.

After seeing the situation inside, the princess left silently.

She guessed that the prince's conversation with the visiting Sam envoy must have been very unpleasant, otherwise he wouldn't have been so furious after the envoy left.

But she had no intention of comforting him, because she knew perfectly well how irritable and rude her seemingly polite and gentle husband was in private.

If I rush over there, I might not only fail to comfort him, but I'll also likely become the outlet for his emotions.

He was almost a completely different person from when we first met.

The princess didn't really care.

When her mother first learned that she was dating the prince, she tried to stop it, warning her that a royal marriage would not bring her happiness.

But what she wanted was not happiness, but the status of a princess.

She could endure anything for this prestigious status that brought her into the spotlight.

She doesn't care if her husband is an ugly man, a drug addict, an old man, or a homosexual.

Prince Will grew even angrier when he heard the footsteps fading away at the door.

He smashed the ornaments on the table to pieces, kicked the chair that had fallen to the ground a few times, and when no one came over, he sat down on the sofa aggressively.

"A bunch of criminals' offspring, shameless barbarians!" he cursed angrily.

The Sam envoy completely disregarded his status, issuing orders to him in an almost condescending manner, and for such an absurd reason.

Does the Great Xia Dynasty have dragons?

This is simply nonsense!

If the Great Xia truly possessed a divine dragon capable of easily capsizing even a US aircraft carrier, it wouldn't have been able to allow its ancestors to storm into the enemy's capital and commit arson, murder, and looting over a hundred years ago!

These arrogant, ignorant Americans came up with this clumsy excuse simply to unite the Western world against that rising Eastern power.

Perhaps their aircraft carrier really did suffer a loss in the confrontation with the secret weapons of the Great Xia.

Prince Will did not want to be used as a pawn, especially since these Sams had not conceded any benefits.

However, he knew he had no right to refuse.

The once mighty British Empire has long since become a mere backdrop to the United States.

The royal family also has many assets in the United States.

If he refused the American, he believed his dear father would not mind changing the crown prince, and the prime minister might be happy to cooperate with the American in creating an accident.

His adorable younger brothers had long coveted his position.

His right middle finger tapped unconsciously on the sofa armrest as he gradually calmed down.

He disliked the Bactrians even more than the arrogant and rude Sams.

After all, the main ethnic group of the United States shares the same ancestry with them, while the Great Xia is a completely different ethnic group.

As the future king of the Great Ying Empire, he naturally did not want to see the Great Xia become powerful.

If possible, he would be even more willing to see the Great Xia Dynasty return to more than a hundred years ago.

A sleeping lion is a good lion.

But this matter...

He was thinking about it seriously.

The Sam envoy's assertive demeanor revealed an unwavering determination to contain Great Xia.

If it were to be targeted by a coalition of the world's most powerful nations, could it be dismembered?

How can I get a share of this pie?

In addition, he was also thinking about something else.

Why would the United States fabricate such a flawed excuse as "dragon" if it wanted to deal with Great Xia?

Is it to cover up their backwardness in cutting-edge science?

He knew that the miraculous medicine that Daxia had produced, which could cure all diseases, had won over many people internationally, who attributed it to their traditional medicine.

He tried to befriend them, but those damned Great Xia people wouldn't sell him a single one, no matter how much money he offered.