Overpass

The thunderclouds came quickly and went quickly.

After Bai Yujun left, the leaden clouds blanketing the sky gradually dispersed without bringing rain. Director Li, Advisor Hao, and the others found it somewhat unbelievable. Deep down, they assumed they had seen a true dragon. In reality, Bai Yujun's current true form was almost no different from one.

Dragons were powerful. It was not as though anyone with a weapon could hurt them.

Research into the unidentified creature had reached a conclusion: without specially made weapons, ordinary people could not harm the White Dragon. Numbers could not bridge the gap in quality.

The White Dragon knew the human world like the back of her hand, while humanity's understanding of her was nearly blank.

No matter what, at least for now, both sides were getting along pleasantly.

Bai Yujun returned to the school gate.

Before long, two Special Department agents delivered a document envelope.

Her little hands pulled open the manila envelope and took out an ID card and other documents. The photo had been specially edited, with neither dragon horns nor pointed ears. Her registered address was Chuanggou Village, the site of the Fallen Dragon incident that had spread online. There was also a prepaid card for a nearby underground food court.

Perhaps they knew a certain Bai could eat an average household straight into applying for relief benefits.

After the negotiations, life remained peaceful.

She busily made wraps and cold noodles for customers. Other than taking rainy days off, she set up her stall on time every day. In her spare time, she went dancing in the park or learned to sing, living each day well.

Yet some people always believed that they were the biggest thing between heaven and earth and refused to behave themselves.

Bai Yujun had been secretly