Liu Yifei never liked being a showy a man, but at the meeting of Soarers, he had to dress well. After all, he was the dragon of the dead. He took a seat the long table, and right before hellos could even be said, the dragon of the sun— Hansuke Asahi, came out with about six servants behind him with trays of alcohols in hand. Hansuke grinned proudly, “Alright! Who’s ready for a drink?”