Do Gods Really Exist?

"Summon the Imperial Preceptor!"

"Ancestor, aren't we making a bit too much noise?" Huo Yuhao could not help scratching his head. With Jiang Siming doing this, all room for reconciliation was completely gone. This was the capital of the Sun Moon Empire, after all. As the saying went, two fists could not fight four hands!

Even if Jiang Siming had the strength to get away safely, what about Huo Yuhao? You couldn't screw someone over like this! Huo Yuhao silently poured out his grievances in his heart.

"No problem! If I can't win, I can run!" Jiang Siming said shamelessly.

Huo Yuhao was about to cry. You can run, sure, but what am I supposed to do? What about Fan Yu and He Caitou?

A dragon's roar rang out, and the terrifying draconic pressure made Huo Yuhao, who was standing nearby, unable to stop his brows from twitching. That most terrifying aura was not the slightest bit inferior to Dragon God Douluo Mu En.

"It's you again! What exactly are you trying to do?" Long Xiaoyao descended in front of Jiang Siming, dressed in a black robe.

The one who should have come originally was Ye Xishui, but Long Xiaoyao had stopped her. Within that terrifying sword intent, he had sensed Jiang Siming's aura.

"What? Do you think you can stop me? The Sun Moon Empire actually dared to lay hands on an exchange student from my Shrek Academy. You crossed the line first, so it's only reasonable for me to make a move!" Jiang Siming said coldly.

"Take that little fellow and leave. I'll pretend today's matter never happened!" Long Xiaoyao said in a low voice. Ever since Jiang Siming had told him the truth about what happened back then, the guilt he felt toward Mu En had grown