Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 130: Mist and Layout

"Thank you."

Thousands of words finally turn into just two words.

Chu Zihang's eyes were filled with gratitude, which made Angers and Flamel feel warm in their hearts.

This is the meaning of education. Angers added a little extra weight to his beloved folding knife.

"Go ahead and win the victory you deserve." Ange picked up the wine glass and Flamel filled it for him. "It won't be too late to thank me when the time comes."

"Okay, Principal." Chu Zihang took every step very properly.

But Ange suddenly stopped him, "There's one more thing, I almost forgot."

Chu Zihang turned around and waited for instructions.

"I want to ask you, what do you think about the matter between Norton and Old Tang?" Angers elaborated: "I mean, I asked Lu Mingfei to shoot Ronald Tang."

"The conflict between dragons and hybrids is irreconcilable." Chu Zihang is truly a warrior who is ready to die. He only has the enemy in his eyes. "If it were me, I would not miss that shot."

"Very good, go ahead." Angers was very satisfied with the answer, but also very sad.

The meaning of education cannot be perfect.

Everyone has his or her own path.

As all the students left, only two old guys were left in the principal's office.

Ange and Flamel clinked their glasses.

Flamel swung his goblet. He was greedy for wine, so he didn't drink it immediately. Instead, he asked a question: "Old rogue, sometimes I think Chu Zihang is really like you."

"If there is any resemblance, I think Finkel is more suitable to inherit my mantle," said Angers.

"But neither you nor Fingel have the experience of being friends with dragons, and you have never killed your friends with your own hands. Do you think Lu Mingfei can tell the difference between Norton and Old Tang?"

"But war is cruel." Angers' determination never wavered.

“But there’s no need to be so cruel.”

"If I had a choice, I wouldn't have arranged it this way." Angers said, "Some things I can only slowly determine over time. Just like that guy, why did he get close to Chu Zihang instead of Lu Mingfei."

"Because of the mark of Odin."

"This is the only possibility. We cannot discover it, but all the hybrids who have entered the Nibelung will have indelible marks on their bodies. She wants to find Odin. What does she want to do?"

"Maybe it's to join forces."

"It's unlikely. The Dragon King's arrogance makes it almost impossible for them to join forces. Even between the twins, there is no evidence that every pair of twins are as close as brothers and trust each other deeply." Angé murmured.

"You always like to think so much. If you have any questions, why don't you ask him?"

"The process of solving the puzzle is a kind of enjoyment, you don't understand."

“Those who study history are crazy.”

"Better than the guy who studies alchemy."

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Han Qiu sat in the corner of the playground, drinking alone, waiting for her arrival.

In this thick darkness, everything seemed exceptionally eerie and silent.

The cool breeze blew past, stirring the surrounding grass and making a rustling sound.

A pair of golden eyes were slowly approaching, she was coming, and the wind even brought her fragrance.

"You're so slow." Han Qiu threw over a bottle of beer.

Xia Mi took it steadily and said, "I don't drink this kind of thing."

"One bottle will be enough. Just think of it as drinking with me. With your bloodline, there is no such thing as getting drunk."

Xia Mi saw that Han Qiu was in a bad mood, so she didn't say much and sat opposite him on the ground.

"There's no bottle opener." said Xia Mi.

Han Qiu reached out to take back the bottle of wine, and used the lighter he carried with him to pry open the bottle cap with a bang.

"I just left the principal's office two hours ago." Han Qiu handed the wine back and got straight to the point, "The show is about to begin."

"I know, Chu Zihang sent me an email." Xia Mi said.

"Have you finished your business?" Han Qiu asked.

"I had already finished it when Chu Zihang was in a coma in the hospital."

"The cocoon left behind, is it yours or Fenrir's?" Han Qiu asked again.

This question concerns Xia Mi's choice and Han Qiu's subsequent arrangements.

If this stubborn bull insisted on dancing in the center of the stage, Han Qiu would not stop him.

You want your Dragon King's pride, and I want my life to be safe.

The road faces the sky, and everyone walks half way.

"You are really a coward." Xia Mi laughed.

"It's better to be safe than sorry. I will never be stubborn when faced with a certain death." Han Qiu thinks being 'cowardly' is never a bad thing.

Of course, the premise is that the purpose of being cowardly is to allow more people to survive.

It is to benefit yourself.

Han Qiu called this a different kind of cowardice, different from cowardice.

"I think we still have a chance of winning," Xia Mi said.

"Then go and fight with your senior brother about life and death." Han Qiu clinked the bottle with Xia Mi's. "I wish you live, or he lives. It has nothing to do with me."

Anyway, one of the two stubborn donkeys has to die.

"I can kill you first." Xia Mi took a sip, "Beer really isn't as delicious as red wine."

"Low-end red wine tastes terrible, and I can't afford high-end wine. Beer is suitable for all ages." Han Qiu shook his head. Why did the topic turn to alcohol? "If you want to kill me, it's up to you. You have to be determined to do so. At the same time, before you kill me, you should consider whether it will attract the attention of the academy. I am also curious about how long I can last in front of Jörmungandr, the king of the earth and mountains."

The King of the Earth and Mountains, Xia Mi suddenly realized. Although she had been reminding herself of this identity in her heart, she would occasionally forget this identity as time went by.

"I'm serious, are you willing to kill my brother?"

Xia Mi was silent.

Han Qiu continued: "But I don't think my senior brother would hesitate to kill you once he knows your true identity."

"I left the cocoon I created for my brother with him." Xia Mi suddenly said.

In fact, the choice has already been made.

But Xia Mi still had some pride, and that pride did not allow Han Qiu to occupy a dominant position between the two of them.

Whether it is Xia Mi or Jörmungandr, they are both strong-willed.

"Okay, I got it. I'll make the arrangements when we get to the capital." Han Qiu stood up and looked up at the sky. In another hour, it would be dawn.

"If you and I join forces, we can kill the unimportant guys first and then consider escaping." Xia Mi said.

Han Qiu shook his head, "No need, the person who killed your brother would not be my senior brother, he couldn't do it. This time I will take you to see the academy's real dragon-slaying weapon, and it is also an old friend of yours."

"The Son of God has been dead for many years. If you are lying to me..."

"Then just kill me." Han Qiu interrupted Xia Mi. "With your strength, it's easy for you to not cooperate with me. But I hope you know that I'm not begging you for this. This matter will only benefit you."

Xia Mi snorted coldly and asked, "Where are you going after leaving the capital?"

"I will go to Japan to hide for a while. As for you, it's up to you. If I change my phone number, I will notify you. The same goes for you, don't lose contact." Han Qiu said.

As the fog gradually cleared, the layout of both sides became more cautious.

Han Qiu felt that his senior brother was really lucky as both sides gave him gifts of great significance.

However, it is difficult to confirm and evaluate the person who gave this gift...was it the beautiful schoolmate Xia Mi, or the king of earth and mountains, Jörmungandr.