Dragon Clan: My identity seems to be wrong.

"Since you are so sincere, let's stay here reluctantly. Remember the conditions you agreed to, human."

Old Tang looked at Angers with a proud expression, without any trace of the shining look in his eyes when he just heard about the online fried chicken.

"Your Majesty, go through fire and water!"

Angé made this assurance to Old Tang with a serious look on his face. Of course, only he himself knew what he was thinking.

"Then I'll go back to Bronze City first. I have some things there. I'll come back in a few days."

Old Tang looked at the messy Kassel Academy with an embarrassed expression. His two brothers were the culprits of all this. Although it was unintentional, the current situation was still quite embarrassing.

"Your Majesty, please make yourself at your own convenience. Do you want us to provide you with some assistance?"

Angé did not mention having someone accompany them. If a Dragon King wanted to do something without telling them, they would be powerless to stop him. It would be better to be magnanimous and win some favor.

"No need, it's not a big deal anyway, so let's go first, the sooner we go the sooner we can return."

Old Tang nodded to Angren, then picked up Constantine who was already sleeping beside him. His fleshy wings emerged behind him, bringing up a gust of hot wind, and he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

Angé watched Old Tang's figure disappear, the flattering smile on his face instantly disappeared, he looked expressionlessly in the direction of the Bronze City and sighed deeply, he never expected that one day he would become an ally of a Dragon King.

"I don't know how the future of mankind will continue. The king returns, haha."

Ange didn't know what he was thinking of. He sneered and turned to walk towards the underground air-raid shelter.

"Ah! No! No, buddy, are you human? Why are you behaving so outrageously?"

A young man in a black windbreaker sat in front of an extremely cool computer, looking at the bugs above the screen that were constantly attacking his base. He couldn't help but roar at the shy boy opposite him who was smiling awkwardly.

"Haha, brother lost again. This is the ninth round. Let's just forget it."

A thin and handsome boy sitting next to him couldn't help but chuckle and gave some advice.

"No, I don't believe that we can't win today! Lu Mingfei, let's play one last round! You are not allowed to use the mouse this time, I don't believe you can still win!"

Old Tang's eyes were red, and he had the hysterical expression of a young internet addict who had been bullied in public.

"Forget it, after all..."

Lu Mingfei wanted to laugh when he saw the funny face of Old Tang opposite him.

"After all, you can't win if I don't use the mouse."

"Click"

There seemed to be a sound of something breaking in the air, and Old Tang lost all color in an instant, turning into a statue.

"Ahhhh! I don't accept it! You must be cheating. How can a normal person have such outrageous reaction ability and operation? Norma must have scripted it for you!"

Old Tang's defenses were completely broken, and he began to feel helpless and furious.

Lu Mingfei watched all this with a smile, not panicking at all. He was used to it. In the past month, Lao Tang would challenge him to a duel every day, and the results were almost the same, except for the first day when he deliberately let him win but he was discovered. Lao Tang's daily mental journey was, "That's it." "That's it?" "That's it!" "Just... lost like this?"

After spending some time together, he also discovered that this "old friend" named Long Wangxie Zhu Fat Otaku was quite similar to his senior brother Finkel. The only difference was that he might be more shameless. After all, when it came to shamelessness, Finkel was invincible.

"Good afternoon, Professor Samson."

Coming out of Old Tang’s exclusive luxurious villa, Lu Mingfei greeted the middle-aged man standing upright at the door.

The middle-aged man had a cold face without any expression. His golden pupils stared straight ahead, observing any movement. He was wearing a traditional black cloth jacket and a pair of cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles. His muscles were knotted and he looked solemn and murderous.

"Today is over again, Master Lu Mingfei."

Hearing Lu Mingfei's voice, the middle-aged man called Samsun showed a stiff smile on his face, the kind that could scare a child to tears, and turned around and bowed slightly to Lu Mingfei.

"Hey, Professor Samsun, what are you doing? I've told you many times that you don't have to salute me. I can't afford it."

Lu Mingfei quickly moved aside to avoid his salute, with helplessness on his face. He had told Samsun many times, but it was of no use. He was just a stubborn person.

"You are the master's friend, and it is my duty to pay my respects to you."

As soon as this matter was mentioned, the stiff smile on Samsun's face disappeared instantly, and he looked at Lu Mingfei seriously, as if he would be disrespecting him if he said another word.

"Alright, alright, I really lost to you. Do whatever you want. I'm going to go back first."

Lu Mingfei looked at the serious expression on Samsun's face and knew that this stubborn strong man didn't listen to a word he said. He could only wave at him helplessly and head towards the Kassel Academy nearby.

Old Tang’s new house was built outside Kassel College, perhaps for precaution, perhaps for ease of construction, but it didn’t matter. Old Tang was very satisfied with his new house. The house was very grand and quite similar to the Bronze City buried under the Yangtze River. Although it was not as big as the Bronze City, it was more than enough for the three of them to live in.

Lu Mingfei strode into Kassel Academy. At this time, Kassel Academy had been completely renovated. Thanks to the money of the academy, the collapsed buildings had been restored to their original state in just over half a month. Various flowers, plants and trees had been replanted. Even the playground that had turned into a huge pit due to the battle had been transformed into a clear and transparent artificial lake, where one could even see many koi swimming happily.

"Junior brother, you're back!"

Lu Mingfei had just walked to the newly built Hall of Valor when he heard a familiar call. He could only stop helplessly and look to the side.

The original Valhalla had completely collapsed due to the impact of the battle, so the academy redesigned and rebuilt this more magnificent building as the new Valhalla. However, compared to the original one, the new Valhalla is more gorgeous and beautiful, but it lacks some solemnity and historical weight.

"Brother, it's not that I won't help you, but I really can't get Old Tang to accept your interview."

Lu Mingfei helplessly looked at Finkel who rushed out from the corner of the alley. He didn't know what was wrong with this guy. He kept asking him to say a few good words for him and let Lao Tang accept his exclusive interview. He had mentioned it to Lao Tang once before, but was rejected by him on the grounds that it would interfere with his gaming. So he had to give up. But Finkel was still determined and had been pestering Lu Mingfei recently, which made Lu Mingfei very annoyed.

"Hehehe, Junior Brother, you must help me with this matter, otherwise my position as the Minister of the News Department will be over!"

With a flattering smile on his face, Finkel put his arm around Lu Mingfei's shoulders pitifully and shook him continuously.

"Alright, alright, I really can't stand you anymore. I'll ask for you again, but don't hold your hopes too high. After all, he refused last time."

Lu Mingfei knew that if Finkel pestered him without giving him an answer, he would not give up, so he could only nod helplessly and said that he would help him ask again.

"Thank you very much, Junior Brother. I will definitely reward you handsomely after the task is completed."

When Finkel heard the satisfactory answer, he was overjoyed and an excited expression appeared on his face, as if as long as Lu Mingfei spoke up, the matter would be a done deal. He even clasped his fists towards Lu Mingfei in a formal manner.

"By the way, Instructor Guderian seems to want to talk to you about something. You should go over there quickly."

Seeing that his problem was solved, Finkel seemed to suddenly think of something, said to Lu Mingfei, then turned and ran.

"boom!"

A ball of warm flame rose from where Finkel had just stood, burning fiercely and then disappeared in an instant.

Lu Mingfei shook his head helplessly as he looked at Finkel who had disappeared around the corner. This senior brother was indeed not a reliable person. He didn't even speak quickly about such an important matter.

Then he quickly walked towards Professor Guderian's office.

"Teacher, are you looking for me?"

Lu Mingfei knocked on the door and pushed it open after hearing the voice from inside inviting him in. He was surprised to find that there were two other people in Professor Guderian's office besides him.

"I have something to ask you."

Principal Angers, wearing a neat suit with a bright rose on his chest, looked at Lu Mingfei with a smile. Behind him followed a man holding a bottle of wine and wearing a cowboy hat. He was the vice-president of the academy, Nicolas Flamel, whom he had met once before.

Sitting on the soft sofa, Lu Mingfei looked at the two elderly people opposite him, feeling a little uneasy.

During the past month, he had been studying theoretical knowledge and various practical courses in the academy, as well as playing games with Old Tang. When he had time, he would test the words in his mind. His life was extremely fulfilling. He didn't know what these two big shots suddenly wanted to see him about.

"Don't be nervous, we just want to find you to learn about the recent situation of the Bronze and Fire King."

The vice-principal was still drinking by himself, while Principal Angers looked at the somewhat nervous Lu Mingfei and spoke to comfort him.

"understand what?"

Lu Mingfei didn't quite understand what Principal Ange meant. Apart from playing games and training his younger brother every day, was there anything else worth knowing about Old Tang?