A day later.
Xia Ping took a stroll around White Dragon City. Feeling that he might need to live there for a long time, he bought a villa estate in a corner of the city for ten thousand Dragon Crystals.
This gave him a place to settle down and gain a foothold in Dragon World.
To the wealth he had obtained from Black Wind Stronghold, though, these Dragon Crystals were no more than a drop in the ocean—nothing worth mentioning.
"Right, I just remembered something."
Ye Mengyao looked at Xia Ping and offered her suggestion. "Betty and the others are too young to be running around everywhere. They should be sent to school, or they'll become illiterate dragons who don't understand anything."
She felt that, at the age of these young dragons, they ought to be attending school.
"What? School? No! Even if you beat me to death, I won't go to school! Give up on that idea!"
The moment Fate Dragon Betty heard this, her sharp eyes caught it at once. She sprang out and glared furiously at Ye Mengyao.
"Hehe, evil mother dragon, I knew you weren't a good dragon! To suggest something so vicious—did I eat your rice or dig up your ancestors' graves? Why are you treating us like this?!"
Cloud Dream Dragon Da Qisi bared her fangs and brandished her claws, utterly furious.
"That's right, that's right, we're not going to school."
"What kind of shitty school is that? It's not fun at all."
"Exactly. Those teachers and classmates are all bad dragons—not a single good one among them."
"Going to school would be worse than sleeping at home."
"Yeah, yeah. Sleeping is what us dragons ought to learn. If we don't sleep our fill, where would we get the energy to study?"
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