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

Little devil Lu Mingze lowered his head and silently gazed at the pure white rose on his chest. "But, brother, He has left again."

Hearing such mournful words, Lu Mingfei was slightly moved. Only then did he notice the pure white rose pinned to the chest of the little devil Lu Mingze.

Pure white roses are usually pinned to the chest only when mourning the dead.

Lu Mingfei tentatively patted the little devil Lu Mingze on the shoulder. He wasn't good at comforting people, because no one had ever comforted him before. "Did a relative pass away? Please accept my condolences."

The little devil Lu Mingze glanced up at Lu Mingfei and said, "He's an enemy."

“Haha,” Lu Mingfei chuckled awkwardly, scratching the back of his head. “Your enemy is dead, you should be happy, why are you looking so down?”

Lu Mingze looked up, his long, wispy hair covering his eyes. "I should be happy. I'm the one who's sad. Brother, do you know what it means when a new piece appears on the chessboard and the other pieces gradually slip out of our control?"

Lu Mingfei stroked his chin. He hadn't played chess much, so he mentally replaced the chessboard with a StarCraft map and the pieces with mechanical soldiers. He stroked his chin and thought seriously, "Hmm... that means someone is cheating, and you might lose the game."

"Yeah, someone's cheating." The little devil Lu Mingze reached out and cupped Lu Mingfei's face, looking sincerely into Lu Mingfei's brown eyes, "Brother, are you willing to give your whole life to me now?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei's eyes widened, and he immediately slapped away the little devil Lu Mingze's hands, moving far away.

Only then did he realize that the little devil Lu Mingze was not human at all. He imitated the Taoist priests in movies and TV shows, putting his hands together in a sword-finger gesture, stomping his left foot on the ground, and chanting, "Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, demons and monsters, leave quickly!"

To check if his spell had any effect, Lu Mingfei quietly opened his eyes and looked at the little devil Lu Mingze in front of him. Seeing that he was not affected at all, he closed his eyes again and continued to chant the spell that he thought would have some effect.

The mischievous Lu Mingze looked at the funny and silly Lu Mingfei and sighed, "Brother, you still don't want to."

Lu Mingfei stamped his feet in frustration, "What kind of brat are you? Even the brats in movies know how to bewitch people and grant their little wishes. But you, you just ask me for my whole life. I haven't even lived enough yet! I haven't finished college! I haven't even found a girlfriend..."

Lu Mingfei kept complaining and talking about his daydreams.

Looking at Lu Mingfei's childlike mentality, Lu Mingze felt the same way Xia Mi felt when she looked at her foodie younger brother, Erifen: "My foolish brother, how can you face the many crises ahead like this!"

Lu Mingfei was still complaining, completely unaware that he had returned to the real world.

Old Tang, who was on a StarCraft call with Lu Mingfei, said, "Hey? Are you talking in your sleep? You want to drive a Bugatti Veyron around America? I haven't even tried that yet!"

Upon hearing Lao Tang's words, Lu Mingfei realized he had returned to the real world. Looking around the gaming chair, he couldn't find Lu Mingze, the "little devil," and muttered, "Where's the little devil? He's already gone?"

Old Tang: "Who's 'Little Devil'? Is it your classmate's nickname?"

Lu Mingfei put on his headphones. "Never mind him, let's get back to the fight!"

Old Tang: "OK! Let's go!"

Dongying Good Food Restaurant.

Erii pulled Ye Jingchen to the window. She reached out and caught a snowflake. The ice crystal six-pointed star melted in Erii's palm in an instant.

Erii wrote in her notebook: "The snowflakes are so beautiful."

Ye Jingchen did not answer. He glanced at the words on the notebook and saw a few snowflakes falling on Erii's red hair, like exquisite silver hairpins, highlighting the holiness of this little Japanese shrine maiden.

Ye Jingchen was slightly stunned, just like when he first saw Erii while gliding down on a bat dragon above Meiji Shrine.

Seeing that Ye Jingchen did not answer, Erii continued to write in her notebook: "It just melts too fast. It melts as soon as it gets into my palm."

Beautiful things always seem fleeting. Like flowers, snow, youth…

Ye Jingchen raised his hand, preparing to catch a snowflake in his palm like Erii, to feel its coolness and examine the structure of this ice crystal six-pointed star spirit. He hadn't seen snow at night in a long time.

A snowflake drifted slowly into Ye Jingchen's palm, under the watchful eyes of Ye Jingchen and Erii.

Suddenly, the snowflakes stopped in mid-air!

"Damn it!" Ye Jingchen instantly realized something was wrong, turned his head to look beside him, and Erii was gone again!

Ye Jingchen looked around. It was the interior of a vast palace, with a black and gold throne at the very top of the main hall.

Next to the black and gold throne was a smaller, but identical, white throne.

Below the steps are four thrones: yellow, blue, red, and gray (representing the four elements: earth, water, fire, and wind).

Ye Jingchen clenched his fist, gritted his teeth and roared, "Zero, are you looking for trouble? You're seriously interfering with my daily life. Do you believe I'll grab a knife right now, fly to Western Siberia and chop you up?"

A man's voice came from behind me.

"It seems that someone else had already brought you into Nibelungen before me."

"And who are you?" Ye Jingchen suddenly turned around and looked at the man behind him.

The man was handsome, exuding an air of authority and power.

"He's definitely not the little devil Lu Mingze. Is it Odin? Or some other dragon king?" Ye Jingchen wondered to himself, looking at the man warily without speaking, waiting for the other party to reveal the key information.

The man noticed the unease in Ye Jingchen's eyes and smiled faintly. "You don't need to be nervous. I just want to ask what you want to do, because I can't see through you. I want all the Dragon Kings to die, and I hope that what we want to do is not contradictory."

Upon hearing this, Ye Jingchen felt a bitter taste in his mouth, "Let all the Dragon Kings die? What kind of key information is that? Too many powerful figures want the Dragon Kings to die! Little devil Lu Mingze, Odin, Angers... Isn't what you said the same as saying nothing at all?"

"Don't you want to talk about it?" The man still smiled faintly, his expression unchanged, but a hint of dissatisfaction was revealed in his eyes.

Ye Jingchen stopped arguing and calmly replied, "What I want to do may differ from what you want to do. What I want to do can be either to kill the Dragon King or to subdue him."

"Subdue the Dragon Kings?" The man's lips curled up slightly, as if he were mocking him. After all, even Nidhogg, who created the Dragon Kings, couldn't completely subdue them.

This in itself seems like a joke.

“Alright, it seems that there is no conflict between what we are doing. I promise you here that I will spare all the dragon kings you have subdued.”