Ouyang grins at the teasing once more. He wonders how true it is, but thinks, perhaps, if these men want to keep him, it might not be such a bad life. Realistically, he knows he could never be a kept man. He would grow too bored with idleness. At least they can let him help keep the place tidy.

He's drawn from his thoughts by Mingye's question. It was something that hadn't occurred to him to be possible. Then again, it wasn't that long ago he thought dragons and magic were nothing more than myth.

"Perhaps there is someone in this place who can help us achieve that."