Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

Ye Jingchen held Norns' Dragon Heart in one hand and paced back and forth in the laboratory.

Jormungandr, Chen Motong, and Chen Xiaoxiao were watching Ye Jingchen intently as he stared at the Heart of Norns Dragon.

Chen Xiaoxiao quietly approached Chen Motong, covered her mouth, and whispered:

"Miss, could it be that he wants to become the Dragon King through this Dragon Heart?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Motong silently shook her head, her long, dark red hair fluttering in the wind. "Xiaoxiao, you underestimate him."

Chen Motong's inner monologue: "This is someone who looks down on even the chance to become the White Monarch, let alone a mere half of the King of the Ocean and Water?!"

Ye Jingchen's brows furrowed, and he thought to himself, "Give it to Chen Motong? No way. She is most likely the Black King's Egg. If Nidhogg were to revive inside her and take back half of the power of the Ocean and Water King, the outcome would be very unfavorable to me."

"Give it to Jormungandr? Forget it, Earth beats Water, and it feels like a combination of elements that counter each other would be counterproductive."

"From this perspective, Norton and Constantine are not suitable to receive this authority either."

"Hayakawa Madko or Inuyama Setsuko? No, no, they're both right under Erii's nose in Japan. Choosing either of them might upset Erii. Let's forget about it."

"Sigh, who else can I turn to? Which other women have I had entanglements with? Oh right, Aki Shutoku and Mai Shutoku!"

"No, no, no, Mai Shude is not suitable for now. She is rooted in the Little Devil's side, and her intentions are unclear."

"Shudeya is not ready yet; I need to handle her first."

"I need to find a girl who isn't involved with other forces and is willing to be loyal to me. Who should I look for?"

"Alright, let's temporarily seal Norns' Dragon Heart within the subspace of alchemy!"

"Alchemy - Space Opening!" Ye Jingchen's left eye flashed red, transforming into a black vortex that distorted space, sucking the Heart of Norns Dragon into the subspace of alchemy.

"Ye Jingchen definitely possesses the ability to transform hybrids into dragon kings!" Chen Motong thought to himself, slowly approaching and asking:

"Ye Jingchen, what are you thinking about? Why don't you take a break?"

“If you are not suspected of possessing the Black King’s Egg, I will most likely make you the King of the Ocean and Water, Chen Motong.” Ye Jingchen thought to himself upon hearing this. He glanced at Chen Motong and said, “No need. I’ve rested enough.”

"But you need to get some rest," Ye Jingchen said, placing one hand on Chen Motong's shoulder and the other stroking the dark red hair on the back of her head.

After seeing Mount Everest, no other mountain will seem high anymore. No matter how majestic or towering another mountain may be, it will be difficult to experience the same sense of satisfaction as reaching the summit of Mount Everest.

Chen Motong still wanted to seize the opportunity to become the Queen of the Ocean and Water. After witnessing the power of the Dragon Kings, her heart was no longer at peace. She looked up at Ye Jingchen with deep affection and slowly said:

"I'm fine..."

Before Chen Motong could finish speaking, Ye Jingchen interrupted him, saying:

"Jörmungandr and I are about to return to Beiping. You stay here and manage the ports under your name, as well as the eight Dragon Kingdom families stationed here."

After saying that, he took Jormungandr's hand and strode out of the house.

It wasn't until Ye Jingchen and Jormungandr walked out of the gate, hailed a taxi on the roadside, and disappeared that I saw them.

Director Chen Xiaoxiao then leaned over and helped Chen Motong up, "Miss, I can see that you want that thing. You should have just asked for it directly!"

Chen Motong shook her head, her long, dark red hair swaying in the wind, strands slightly disheveled. "Xiaoxiao, you don't understand him."

That's how his zodiac sign is.

"If he's unwilling to give, it's no use asking for it; if he's willing to give, even if you strongly refuse, he'll stuff your hands full..."

Beiping, "villa".

Pushing open the living room door once more, I saw that no one had lived there or taken care of it for several days, and a thin layer of dust had already covered the sofa.

Jormungandr rolled up her Lolita sleeves slightly, strode past Ye Jingchen with her long, slender, white legs, and said, "Boss, let me tidy up the sofa, I'll be right back!"

"Take your time packing. I have something to do and I'll be out for a bit." Ye Jingchen said, taking out a new cell phone from his pocket and handing it to Jormungandr. "My number is already saved in here. Call me if you need anything."

Jormungandr stared at the latest smartphone, repeatedly stroking the metal frame with his thumb, his eyes seemingly sparkling. "Boss, this...this isn't cheap, is it?"

As she spoke, she stuffed her phone into her pocket.

Ye Jingchen noticed Jormungandr's subtle actions, reached out and patted Jormungandr on the shoulder, "Here you go, just take it."

"Thank you, boss..." Jormungandr hadn't finished speaking when Ye Jingchen walked out of the living room and closed the door with a bang.

She covered her mouth and chuckled, then reached up and scratched a few yellowish-brown dragon scales on her thigh before turning around and tidying up the room...

Ye Jingchen walked down the street and, as if possessed, ended up at Shilan Academy, seeing many people along the way.

Chen Wenwen, Zhao Menghua, Liu Miaomiao... these are all Lu Mingfei's classmates.

At this time, Chen Wenwen didn't have any feelings for Zhao Menghua, but Zhao Menghua kept stealing glances at her. You can't hide the look of someone having feelings for you.

Ye Jingchen seemed like a spectator immersed in a 3D holographic projection world, standing under the traffic lights on the street, on the other side of the white zebra crossing, quietly watching these all sorts of people.

It is very difficult for a person to recognize someone they do not know.

Fortunately, Ye Jingchen possessed exceptional hearing and observation skills, allowing him to easily gather detailed information from various aspects and deduce the identities of most of the key characters.

Girls are generally more perceptive. Chen Wenwen was wearing a white turtleneck short-sleeved top, a black skirt that went past her knees, long, bunched white socks, and black kidney-shaped shoes.

Ye Jingchen's gaze, fixed on Chen Wenwen's face, made her blush with shyness. She would also steal glances at the tall, straight man in a black trench coat, who looked like a spear.

His broad shoulders, narrow waist, and inverted triangle physique are so captivating that many girls are practically swooning. It's highly likely that tonight's gold miners will be mining for gold while simultaneously fantasizing about Ye Jingchen's face and figure.

Brave people are always the first to enjoy the world.

Chen Wenwen deliberately slowed her pace, distancing herself from her classmates, as if she wanted Ye Jingchen to take a few more glances at her, until Ye Jingchen's gaze was no longer focused on her face.

As if drawn by an attraction, she gradually drew closer to Ye Jingchen. She seemed unable to control her restless heart, and could clearly hear her own heart pounding.

Finally, her feet, clad in black pig kidney shoes, stopped in front of Ye Jingchen. She slightly raised her head and glanced at Ye Jingchen's straight jawline, feeling as if that jawline was a sharp scimitar that reaped her heart.

Chen Wenwen's inner monologue: "Wow, he didn't even make way for me, that's so cool!"

She just kept blinking, looking up at Ye Jingchen. The words that had been swirling in her mind were now completely silent. As everyone knows, the inner world of an artistic girl is often quite rich and colorful.

The heartfelt words they could come up with were also extremely original.

Ye Jingchen looked down at Chen Wenwen, who seemed to be in a daze, and asked with a slight pout, "What's wrong?"

"No...nothing," Chen Wenwen shook her head hastily, pulling a small notebook from her pocket. "Um, I don't know if I'm mistaken...I felt like you were watching me for a long time. You must have been looking for someone, right? I thought about it again, and I feel like you might have been looking for me...so I just came over without realizing it..."

"Could you give me your contact information? I'll add you as soon as I get home..."

As she spoke, she handed the notebook to Ye Jingchen, nervously biting the pen tip, her big toe digging into the inside of her black kidney-shaped shoes, pushing the toes up.

Ye Jingchen was stunned. This artistic girl with long, straight black hair, a flower hair clip, and slightly pink pupils—he had only glanced at her a few times, and she had already taken advantage of him.

I saw.

Ye Jingchen slowly bent down, his lips drawing ever closer to Chen Wenwen's.

Chen Wenwen also felt a surge of male hormones rushing towards her. Many images immediately flashed through her mind. She instantly closed her eyes and slightly raised her chin, as if she was expecting something.

Until she felt that hot breath near her left ear, she tensed up. Her long, shapely nails dug almost entirely into the fair, rosy skin of her palm. Her inner monologue went, "Is he going to start with my ear? How sophisticated! Much more sophisticated than kissing the forehead, cheek, or lips!"

"You green tea simp, get the hell away from me!"

The words that reached her ears were like a grenade exploding instantly. Chen Wenwen's eyes widened in shock as she looked at Ye Jingchen with a look of astonishment!

Her proud, artistic exterior was ruthlessly torn away, instantly revealing her cowardly nature.

Like a wet, dirty rat from a sewer, Ye Jingchen used fire tongs to pick it out and put it in the sun to dry.

Ye Jingchen's disdainful and contemptuous gaze constantly eroded Chen Wenwen's confidence.

Her hands trembled as she silently put her notebook away, awkwardly covering the pen tip with the cap, repeatedly opening and closing the cap to hide her embarrassment.

Her initial shyness gradually turned into embarrassment, and her face instantly turned red, like a big red apple in a supermarket.

He kept backing away until he bumped into Liu Miaomiao's arms.

"Oh dear! Huh? Chen Wenwen, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so red?" Liu Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, then reached out and touched Chen Wenwen's burning cheeks.

Liu Miaomiao's hands are the hands of a pianist; they are slender like white onions, with skin as smooth as cream, and very elegant. In any case, she would always be on stage to play the piano at every academy performance.

"Ah! I'm sorry, Liu Miaomiao, I...I'm fine!" Chen Wenwen's sycophantic nature was on full display. She glanced at Ye Jingchen several times, but in the end, she didn't dare to say anything bad about Ye Jingchen in front of him.

Women often share a unique telepathic connection.

Liu Miaomiao followed Chen Wenwen's gaze and her eyes instantly fixed on Ye Jingchen. Her inner monologue was: "This is a man who doesn't need to be deliberately searched for in a crowd. Like a sword, he stands there, straight and upright, cutting through the flow of people."

He had thick, long eyebrows, a high and well-defined nose, and sharp, bright eyes with full black pupils and a bluish tinge to the whites of his eyes.

The moment I saw it, I knew I should use this as the standard when looking for a boyfriend in the future.

From a physiognomy perspective, Ye Jingchen's face indicates a destiny of great success and boundless prosperity. He will enjoy a life free from want, with endless romantic opportunities, continuous wealth, abundant blessings, and smooth sailing in all endeavors…

Chen Wenwen tugged at Liu Miaomiao, who was slightly stunned, "Never mind, I'm fine, you don't need to stare at her anymore..."

Liu Miaomiao acted as if she hadn't heard Chen Wenwen's words. She silently pushed Chen Wenwen's hand away and walked towards Ye Jingchen. "Were you being mean to Chen Wenwen?"

She was observing Ye Jingchen up close, and she was overjoyed. The more she observed, the more satisfied she became. However, her reason for getting close was very legitimate, and everyone around her thought that Liu Miaomiao had come to stand up for Chen Wenwen.

Her handling of the situation was brilliant and her calculations were ingenious. Almost no one could find fault with her, not even someone as strong as Ye Jingchen.

This is what is meant by having a legitimate reason for attacking.

However, the so-called beauty was nothing more than an admission ticket to the place where he stood.

These fools, living in their ivory towers and in the world of appearances, can hardly imagine what they are facing.

Liu Miaomiao will probably never understand why her pride in her appearance, figure, and piano skills are worthless in front of Ye Jingchen, even if she goes back tonight and thinks about it for the rest of her life.

Ye Jingchen gave him a single glance!

The aura instantly spread, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze!

The overwhelming pressure from the powerful figure was terrifying. Liu Miaomiao's legs went weak, and her legs, clad in black stockings, clung together helplessly, almost causing her to kneel on the ground.

Zhao Menghua, who was originally about to rush up to stand up for the two beauties in the class, stopped in his tracks at that moment, feeling as if he could hardly breathe.

At that moment, everyone was the same; they couldn't even manage the slightest movement like turning their heads. They could only let their eyes move slightly within their own, silently observing Ye Jingchen and praying that this terrifying pressure would not affect them any further.

People cannot understand things they have never experienced. They have no idea about the power of words and simply regard this oppressive aura as the domineering presence of a superior, which arouses their primal desire to admire the strong.

At that moment, a woman's voice rang out!

"what's the situation?!"

Ye Jingchen looked over and saw it was her. He silently thought to himself, "Could it be her?"

Therefore, the pressure was lifted.

As the oppressive aura dissipated, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and silently turned to look at the approaching figure...