Xia Mi smacked the plastic bag full of snacks onto his face with a smack. "What kind of crazy fit are you having now?"
"I made a major discovery! Turns out we're all descendants of dragons!" Amon said, slightly excited.
"Huh? We're all Chinese, aren't we? Of course we're descendants of dragons. What's the problem?"
"That's not what I mean. Come look." Amon showed her his conversation records with Finn. "It turns out dragon blood flows through all of us. No wonder ancient emperors all called themselves True Dragon Sons of Heaven."
Xia Mi took a few looks, and her vision immediately went black... Her face growing dragon scales... What the hell had He Xiaomeng imagined?
I was planning to infiltrate Kassel College, borrow humanity's strength to defeat my other brothers and sisters, and devour their Dragon Cross Skeletons to evolve!
But you've gone and labeled me as having a dangerous bloodline right from the start? How am I supposed to lie low and grow now? Once I enroll, won't countless eyes be fixed on me?
She even had the urge to slap Amon to death and get herself a new identity. But when she saw how he kept raising the price to cure her illness, even willing to spend all his savings, a trace of warmth rose in her heart, making her hesitate.
Xia Mi thought it over carefully and realized this might not be so bad. According to her original plan, she had intended to enroll with a bloodline that appeared outstanding but not conspicuous. That way, Kassel College's background investigation would be simpler, and she would be less likely to expose herself.
Now, with Amon vouching for her and everyone around them as witnesses, she was no longer a ghost with no past. She only needed to