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

Kassel College, in front of the Norton Building.

Ye Jingchen, Principal Angers, Vice Principal Flamel... the group stood in a circle with their arms folded.

“I thought that when we met again, we would be sitting in an office, chatting, smoking cigars and drinking tea,” Angers said slowly, looking at Ye Jingchen.

Ye Jingchen pouted helplessly, "We are all like legendary horses galloping through the cracks of time, and it is always difficult to stop."

“There are a large number of unidentified creatures in the deep sea, gradually approaching the shore,” Angers said, looking down at the folding knife in his hand. “What I’m really worried about isn’t those creatures, but whether Leviathan will unleash a tsunami!”

"Will the flood submerge the land again, turning the sea into mulberry fields?" Ye Jingchen murmured, calmly shaking his head. "No, if it could be activated, Leviathan would have already done so. Leviathan was just betrayed by Odin, it won't use its full strength so quickly."

"Perhaps sending those ocean dragon servants closer to the shore was mainly to demonstrate their strength and remind people of the fear of the deep sea."

Angers asked, "What do you want to do next?"

“I didn’t intend to come to Kassel College; I was supposed to be on my way to Gattuso Manor,” Ye Jingchen said.

Angers sheathed his folding knife and narrowed his eyes slightly. "I didn't expect Pompeii to expose himself and the Gattuso family like this."

"You should have known this already." Ye Jingchen looked into Angers' eyes and thought to himself, but didn't say it out loud. He paused for a moment and then said, "This kind of mixed-blood family created by the Dragon King has a very deep foundation."

"What we see of the Gattuso family is merely the tip of the iceberg; their true strength is undoubtedly beyond imagination."

“It’s impossible that Odin has been doing nothing all these years.”

"And Leviathan in the deep sea, needless to say, its resources are immense. It is very likely that the coastlines of the seven continents have already been taken over by Leviathan."

Angers looked at the white doves flapping their wings above the church. “What a sudden change! It’s gotten to this point so quickly, so fast it’s suffocating, so fast that you don’t even know where to swing your knife.”

“Only five factions can reach the poker table and compete to the end,” Ye Jingchen said, turning his back to the members of Kassel College.

"Which five?" Angers asked. In his mind, there were actually only three forces: the forces of ordinary people, the forces of hybrids, and the forces of dragons.

Ye Jingchen raised one hand, “My emerging forces, Odin’s Gattuso forces, Leviathan’s deep-sea forces, the edge forces of the little devils, and the behind-the-scenes forces of Nidhogg.”

"Is this how you divide power in your mind?" Angers smiled, took off his gold-rimmed glasses, and wiped them with a handkerchief. "Then, what should be done about the ordinary people who are powerless and the most numerous?"

“Ordinary people are part of my emerging power plan.” Ye Jingchen said, his sharp gaze meeting Angers’ deep eyes.

"The Black King, Odin, Leviathan, and the Imp are all individual extremes."

"The Black King wants revenge and restoration."

"Odin wants a world ruled by his own family."

"Leviathan wants the ocean to cover the world."

"The little devil wants to wipe everything out, but he also wants to return to this world, regardless of whether they are dragons, hybrids, or humans."

"But I'm different. Fairness, fairness, and more fairness!"

"Why should ordinary people be reduced to blood and gore in the battle between dragons and hybrids?"

"Why are hybrids caught in a dilemma between dragons and ordinary people?"

"Why should the dragon race be slaughtered to death?"

"Power, crowns, thrones—these things should be smashed, so that every individual can fairly hold a fragment of hope," Ye Jingchen said.

Angers put his gold-rimmed glasses back on and scrutinized the young man in front of him, who looked to be less than a fraction of his own age. "You want fairness? It's going to be difficult."

"If it is not absolutely fair, it is absolutely unfair."

"When individuals are allowed to compete fairly with themselves, it inevitably leads to the strong bullying the weak."

"So after you leave, their development will inevitably lead to a return to extreme objects such as power, crown, and throne."

“If these things reappear after we leave,” Ye Jingchen said, lifting the Seven Deadly Sins sword case and slinging it back onto his back, “then new people will step forward and smash these things once again!”

“Do what we have done.”

"By throwing ourselves into the crucible of heaven and earth, some dreams and wills will be passed on from generation to generation."

After saying that, Ye Jingchen's left eye flashed red, transforming into a black vortex that distorted space, and along with the Seven Deadly Sins sword box, disappeared from the spot.

"By throwing oneself into the crucible of heaven and earth, some dreams and wills will be passed on from generation to generation..." Angers repeatedly chewed on this sentence, and the more he savored it, the more he felt that it was endlessly fascinating.

Is the cause of slaying dragons great? Yes, it is.

However, when a great ideal encounters an even greater one, the original ideal will naturally become a cog in the latter's machine.

His career was intertwined with hatred—hatred for the dragon race and hatred for his own bloodline—that was indelible, but it did not mean that he had completely lost his humanity.

"Norma!"

Norma: "Respected Principal Angers of Kassel College, I am here."

"Make a video of what Ye Jingchen just said and send it to the phone of every member of Kassel College. The title is 'Changing Flags and Abandoning the Clan'!"

Ding Dong!

Ding Dong!

Ding Dong!

The cell phones in the pockets of countless trainees and implementers began to vibrate and emit notification sounds.

Under the rapid onslaught of data from the artificial intelligence Norma, every student at Kassel College had their phone display the 3D video of Ye Jingchen and Principal Angers.

They stared wide-eyed at the conversation between Ye Jingchen, the recently popular figure, and Principal Angers, the legendary authority on campus.

They repeatedly savored and pondered the words of the two men, while the striking, large-font title, "Changing Flags and Abandoning the Clan," constantly challenged their worldview, philosophy of life, and values.

In the library, Chen Motong and Jiu Deya looked at each other while watching a video on their phones.

"Senior Jiu Deya, what do you think about this? I think it's very helpful for our current situation," Chen Motong asked.

Shudeya paused, looking at the video on her phone, her thoughts a jumble of emotions:

"A new struggle has begun!"