Dragon Clan: My identity seems to be wrong.

"Tsk, you're pretending to be a 13-year-old."

There was a low murmur coming from the corner. Although it was not loud, Lu Mingfei still heard it.

The corner of Lu Mingfei's mouth twitched, and he turned his eyes to see which warrior dared to comment on Angers like that, and saw Jiude Mai who looked well-behaved.

Perhaps she noticed Lu Mingfei's gaze, Jiude Mai showed a sweet smile on her face and then straightened her chest.

Lu Mingfei only felt his head getting hot, and something warm seemed to be flowing out of his nose. He quickly averted his eyes and dared not look anymore. What a sin!

"Ahem, Mingfei, can I call you that?"

Maybe Jiude Mai's muttering just now was heard by Angé, and at this moment, the legendary's domineering aura disappeared, and he looked at Lu Mingfei with a smile on his face.

"Of course, you are my elder and the principal of the school. You can call me whatever you want. It's just a title anyway."

Lu Mingfei quickly responded that he couldn't afford to offend this legend, and if he tried to make things difficult for him, his small body wouldn't be able to handle it.

"Well, Mingfei, I will help you create an opportunity later. You find the right time to shoot this bullet into the eye on his forehead. That is his weak spot. If you hit him, he will definitely die, and this chaos will end."

Ange took out a bullet wrapped in a cylindrical glass tube that glowed like a red gem from his arms, and handed it and the black leather case beside him to Lu Mingfei.

"Principal Ange, why me? I can't even use a sniper rifle!"

Lu Mingfei looked embarrassed. He had fired his gun only a few times, and this red bullet looked very precious. If he missed, he would be doomed.

"Believe in yourself. You are S-rank. Only you can move freely in my words. Besides, this sniper rifle has an infrared aiming function. You just need to find the right time to shoot."

With a smile on his face, Ange gently opened the suitcase and took out a sniper rifle that looked extremely sophisticated. He then crushed the glass bottle in his hand, put the bullets into the magazine, loaded the gun, turned on the safety, and then placed the sniper rifle at the door, facing the dragon that was suppressed by the students.

"Are you ready? I'm about to get started."

Angé didn't even look at Lu Mingfei. A smile appeared on his lips. He pulled out a large folding knife with gorgeous patterns from the inside pocket of his suit. Without waiting for Lu Mingfei to answer, he flashed and rushed out.

"No, I'm not ready yet!"

Lu Mingfei looked speechlessly at the old man who appeared in the center of the battlefield. He came to the sniper rifle cursing, but now he could only try his best to save the situation.

Lu Mingfei looked through the green infrared sight, his eyes fixed on the figure around whom the air was constantly distorting, quietly waiting for the opportunity the principal had mentioned.

On the other side, Ange landed in front of the dragon, opened the folding knife in his hand, and the majestic chanting sounded throughout the campus. Time seemed to slow down at this moment. The fired Frigga bullets stopped in the air, and the students holding the assault rifles did not move. Caesar looked at Ange's surprised face, which was also frozen on his face, which was extremely funny.

The flames that were constantly spewing out from the dragon also slowed down, but did not stop completely. Perhaps sensing the danger, the dragon let out a painful roar towards the sky, and a pair of bloody wings appeared behind it, trying to escape from this strange time-stopped space.

"It's too late to run now!"

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of Ange's mouth, but the old man, who had lived for a century, did not slow down at all. The folding knife in his hand made an elegant arc and slashed towards the dragon.

Lu Mingfei looked at the surroundings that suddenly became quiet, and waved his hands somewhat at a loss, but found that he didn't seem to be affected. He stared blankly at Chen Motong who was lying motionless beside him. Lu Mingfei couldn't help but think of some of Neon's time-stop series, whether it was the same as it was now.

"Lu Mingfei!"

Ange's loud voice interrupted Lu Mingfei's wild thoughts. He looked at the field and found that the situation had taken a surprising turn.

Principal Ange stood behind the dragon figure. The folding knife in his hand was not stained with a trace of blood, but the dragon's arms fell to the ground, and a small cut was made between the eyebrows, revealing a golden-red eye.

Lu Mingfei finally understood what the principal meant by the opportunity, and quickly pointed the sniper rifle's scope at the golden-red eye that looked extremely weird, his finger tightly on the trigger, ready to pull the trigger at any time.

As if sensing something, the flames on the dragon's body suddenly dissipated, revealing its true face. It was a little boy who looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old. He was extremely thin, and his face was sickly pale. There was no fear of death on his face, only regret and attachment. His eyes were looking in the direction behind Lu Mingfei, and a weak smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if there was something there that he was attached to.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I have to leave again."

The boy made a sound, which was clear and crisp, with the unique immaturity of a teenager, and was full of sadness and helplessness.

Lu Mingfei paused for a moment, his hand on the trigger unable to drop down. Looking at this scene, he felt somehow familiar. A stinging sensation kept coming from his mind, making it impossible for him to concentrate on what was happening in front of him.

Behind Lu Mingfei, Old Tang looked at the thin and smiling boy in the field. For some reason, tears flowed from his eyes and something in his body seemed to begin to awaken.

From the very beginning, when Ange released the Word Spirit, everyone except Lu Mingfei fell into a state of time standstill. But Old Tang was surprised to find that he seemed not to be affected and could even move freely. He came behind Lu Mingfei and wanted to see what the situation was outside. When he raised his head, he happened to meet the eyes of the thin boy.

What a look it was, filled with apology, regret, sadness, and deep attachment, like a sledgehammer, smashing Old Tang's mind and making it buzz.

Many images flashed through Old Tang's mind like a kaleidoscope of images. There were countless dark and lonely nights when only the two of them kept each other company and supported through those dark years. In the bronze palace, they ate, slept, and played chess together. In the gorgeous human palace, he charged in the front while his brother gave advice in the back. He remembered that, that was indeed his brother!

Old Tang squatted on the ground, holding his head in pain, roaring like a wild beast, which scared Lu Mingfei. Because of Principal Angers's words, the whole campus was extremely quiet at the moment. How scary it was to suddenly hear a voice coming from behind!