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Vengeance of the Last Green Dragon

WARNING! MATURE CONTENTS! THIS IS AN ORIGINAL STORY! NOT A TRANSLATION! :) Lu Qiuyue was the last green dragon, and her fate had to intersect with Lan Zihao who was from the Blue Dragon Clan which might have something to do with the cause of her parents' death as well as the annihilation of the Green Dragon Clan. --- Her father was slandered and then forced to leave the throne before being sent to prison where he ended up dying. She and her mother were expelled from the Imperial Palace and exiled to a remote island far from the palace. For four years, the two of them had to live in misery before her mother finally had to follow her father to leave the world. The Green Dragon Clan in the Imperial Palace that was part of her life was also annihilated one after another until finally, she was the only one left as the last green dragon. She lost everything, and she almost gave up knowing that she had to live alone with only loneliness as her company. However, she knew that her parents had lost their lives because of the greed of some people, and even her clan had almost come to an end because of that injustice. Instead of giving up, she began to devise a plan to dismantle everything and avenge her parents and clan members who were unjustly eradicated. Disguised as a veiled courtesan under the name 'Xia Qiao,' Lu Qiuyue began plotting her revenge. Her destiny intersected with a man from the Blue Dragon Clan, but was that man a friend, or was he a foe? Can Lu Qiuyue make those criminals pay for the sins they committed in the past when she is the only one left in the Green Dragon Clan? --- Note: the cover is commissioned art. All rights belong to me and the artist, lia.audelia (on Instagram)

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The man in red majestically walked towards her like a fire that managed to attract anyone's attention when it grew bigger and spread over a wider area. The fire was dangerous, but no one could take their eyes off it because they were too afraid the fire would devour them if they looked away even for a moment.

Xia Qiao was the same as she could only keep staring at the man as the man continued to walk closer to her. There were stairs in front of the pavilion, and how the man slightly lifted the front of his red clothes was even graceful in Xia Qiao's eyes.

Four years ago, she had never noticed how Lan Zihao usually walked, but somehow she thought that the word "elegant" wasn't even enough to describe how the man was moving his feet toward her.