Ao Guang stepped fully into the chamber. But instead of acknowledging Mo Xuan, he turned his attention to his fellow Dragon Kings as if the ancient sorcerer was nothing more than an annoying insect.
"Brother," he said to Ao Shun. "Give the boy a push. He'll thank me later."
Ao Shun looked confused. "Brother, what do you mean?"
"The human," Ao Guang clarified. "He's teetering on the edge between life and death. His soul is trying to make a choice, but he needs encouragement to take the final step."
Mo Xuan's eyes narrowed as he watched the exchange. "You think you can simply ignore me? I am Mo Xuan, the—"
Ao Guang continued speaking to Ao Shun as if Mo Xuan hadn't said a word. "A gentle push to where he needs to be."
"Excuse me," Mo Xuan said, his voice rising with indignation. "I am speaking to you."
"My son, it seems like you've found yourself." Ao Guang said.
