A man among dragons, building a mysterious ancient church.

Chapter 301 Lawyer Xia Mi's Longing
In a law firm, a mountain of documents lay on Xia Mi's desk. Xia Mi picked up a document, scanned it, and quickly moved on to the next one. After a few minutes, she felt annoyed.

"Xu Lie, help me organize and summarize..." Xia Mi encountered a problem, and she subconsciously looked to her side, wanting to ask Xu Lie for help.

Back when Xu Lie lived at Xia Mi's house, Xia Mi was always like this: if she didn't have enough things at home, she would ask Xu Lie to go downstairs and run errands; if she was too lazy to get up from watching TV on the sofa, she would ask Xu Lie to go to the refrigerator to get her favorite juice.

I'm getting annoyed looking at the information now, and I wanted Xu Lie to help me summarize it before I looked at it again, but then I remembered that Xu Lie went to help Mr. Fool and has been gone for more than four months.

How strange, Xia Mi couldn't understand. So many years had passed, and she was still like this now, walking alone through the crowded streets, buying groceries, cooking, and resting all by herself.

She should have gotten used to living alone by now.

Why is she so unaccustomed to Xu Lie's departure? She feels uncomfortable and out of place.

Could it be that I am missing Xu Lie?

"Ugh, this is so annoying! I haven't finished processing this yet!" Xia Mi tossed the documents in her hands into the air, and the light A4 sheets of paper slowly fell to the ground.

Never mind, time to go home!

Since starting work at the law firm, lawyer Xia Mi has been dressing in an office lady outfit every day to maintain her professional image. She kicks off her slippers, puts on black high heels, saunters into her office, and leaves without a second thought, ignoring the time clock.

Several colleagues around him seemed unsurprised: "What do you think is Xia Mi's background? How can the entire firm treat her like this?"

"Who knows? Isn't it great now? All the cases are handed over to her, she can choose any case to fight, we all get a holiday and still get paid. Nothing could be better."

"But at this rate, it takes her ten days or half a month to select a small case. It's been more than four months, and we've only completed a few small cases. If this continues, will anyone still choose our firm in the future?"

"Don't worry, just look at our business. Even if we don't take any cases, they still keep coming in. I suspect it might be related to Attorney Xia Mi."

"Wow, that's amazing! Tsk tsk, beautiful, and with a terrifying background. Who could possibly win over such a beauty..."

"Hey, hey, say less. Haven't you seen Attorney Xia Mi touching the ring on her hand all the time? She's already taken."

Lawyer Xia Mi had no idea that her colleagues were gossiping about her behind her back, and even if they did, they wouldn't care. With the help of the Zhou and Bai families, the entire firm had to treat her with respect.

After leaving the office, Xia Mi took out her phone to check the time. It was still early. She didn't know what to do if she went back now, so she decided to just find a dessert shop and have some fun.

Before, when she didn't have money, she wouldn't dare to go into such a beautiful little shop. Now, however, everything is paid for by the Zhou and Bai families, so Xia Mi naturally doesn't stand on ceremony. She takes a taxi to the shop, where she enjoys coffee with five plates of small cakes.

The fact that she could finish five plates of small cakes without even blinking, and that perfect A4 waist, left the shop assistant speechless. Could this be the legendary physique that allows someone to eat whatever they want without gaining weight?

After eating dessert, Xia Mi's irritability subsided slightly. Bored, she drank coffee and played on her phone. More accurately, she was reading a text message from Xu Lie, which was sent four months ago.

The text message history was filled with Xia Mi's three consecutive complaints, all about how playing the lawyer was too annoying and not fun at all, which was why her progress was slow. She said that if the role-playing method were more interesting, she would have finished complaining about the lawyer potion and the like much sooner.

Xu Lie replied with only one text message, which was extremely simple: 'Just take your time playing the lawyer. No need to rush. Once you get through this, the Barbarian Potion will be a breeze for you.'

What the hell! Xia Mi's anger, which had just subsided, reignited because of the sweets. She gritted her teeth in annoyance. What did she mean by saying that the Barbarian's drink would melt in her mouth?

That's absolutely slander! She's a very ladylike woman!
It has absolutely nothing to do with barbarians or anything like that, so how could it possibly melt in your mouth? Fenrir can attest to that!
Speak of the devil, and he appears; just as I was thinking of Fenrir, his zookeeper called me on video.

That's right, Fenrir now has three professional caretakers, all of whom are Zhou family hybrids. They transport large quantities of potato chips and cola to Fenrir every day and give him a bath every three days.

Last time Xia Mi visited Fenrir, good heavens, the fragrant, shiny scales on his body were so overpowering that Xia Mi was speechless. Was it really necessary to be so extravagant?

The Zhou family half-blood actually polished and waxed Fenrir's entire body of scales—that's outrageous!
Not only that, the zookeepers are always on standby, and whenever Fenrir misses his sister, they will help him call Xia Mi.

As soon as the video call connected, Xia Mi saw a handsome little boy with his small hand on Fenrir's nose.

That's...? Xia Mi recognized it at a glance—it was Constantine? He hatched? Is Bellow Island finished? Can Xu Lie come back now?!
"Fenrir, is that Constantine?!" Xia Mi exclaimed anxiously, drawing the attention of most of the dessert shop.

Xia Mi felt slightly embarrassed. This scene seemed familiar. It was as if she had been surrounded by passersby on the street once when Xu Lie teased her.

Thinking about this, Xia Mi's anger flared up. That guy left quickly, but why did she always think of him when she was doing things or eating? No matter what she did, even if it was death, she could recall the past when she was with Xu Lie.

Hearing his sister's voice, Fenrir, who was playing with Constantine on the other end, snapped out of his daze: "Yes, sister, it's Constantine!"

Of the eight ancient dragon kings, Fenrir had a very poor relationship with the other dragon kings, and was only slightly better with Constantine.

Of course, it was just a little bit, not much, because in ancient times, when Norton bullied Jormungandr, Constantine was also an accomplice and was beaten up by Fenrir many times.

Fenrir and Constantine don't hold grudges because of their personalities; despite fighting many times, they can still get along well.

Xia Mi smiled apologetically at those around her, then focused intently, her lips subtly curving upwards as she wrapped her arms around her phone: "What about Xu Lie? Constantine's already out, shouldn't he be out by now?"

"Mr. Fool needs six months. He's a support player, so it shouldn't take him that long, right?"

Faced with Xia Mi's barrage of questions, Fenrir gave the simplest answer: "Huh?"

The simplest word perfectly expressed Fenrir's bewilderment; he couldn't understand anything too complicated.

This reaction infuriated Xia Mi. The phone she was holding with both hands was completely unharmed, but the table she was resting on with her elbows was cracking and splitting in a spiderweb pattern.

She wished she could fly over right now and kick Fenrir in the head!

"Brother Xu, it'll be another two months, Xia." Old Tang's voice came from the phone. Clearly, this brother-obsessed guy couldn't bear to be separated from Constantine.

Two more months?
Xia Mi's slightly upturned lips immediately drooped: "What are you doing over at Fenrir's place?"

Old Tang was not in the frame, but his voice was quite loud: "Haha, Brother Xu said that we two brothers couldn't help with the follow-up. I thought that staying in there would just mean being in jail, so I thought of bringing Constantine out to play."

"My brother and I, oh right, and Samson, the three of us swam along the seabed all the way to Shanghai, where we were discovered by Brother Fingel, Brother Chu, and Brother Chu."

"Oh, you might not understand what I mean. It's Brother Chu Tianjiao and Brother Chu Zihang."

Xia Mi's forehead creased with annoyance. "Brother, brother, everyone's your brother. Are you Inspector Megure?"

Old Tang had no idea what Xia Mi was thinking. When he explained why he was looking for Fenrir, he said, "It seems like the two Brother Chus are going back to see their mother or something. I didn't ask for details."

“Brother Fingel came for Fenrir, saying he wanted Fenrir’s help with the role-playing and promotion ceremony. Well, I thought it was rare for him to ask me for help, so I had to help him.”

"So I brought Constantine to ask Fenrir, and Fenrir said he couldn't make the decision and that he had to ask you about everything."

Xia Mi finally understood the whole story and remembered Fingel's teachings to her on a spiritual level. She felt she had to repay this favor: "No problem, I'll contact Fingel directly and see how I can help him."

As Xia Mi was about to hang up and call Fingel, she paused, no longer holding the phone with both hands, but holding it with her left hand, while seemingly casually taking a sip of her coffee with her right, emphasizing 'relaxation'.

Xia Mi gently placed the coffee cup down and casually asked, "By the way, Old Tang, you joined the Old Church so early, what sequence are you now? How long did it take you to digest it?"

"Hmm?" Old Tang didn't understand why Xia Mi was asking this, but since she was his sister, there was no need to hide it from her: "Sequence 5, how long has it been?"

"Does our Dragon King need time to digest potions? Don't they just melt in his mouth?"

Old Tang followed the path of the Perfectionist. The first few sequence names, from low to high, were Generalist, Archaeologist, Appraiser, and Craftsman. As the names suggest, the King of Bronze and Fire could drink this stuff and it would melt in his mouth without stopping.

General knowledge, archaeology, appraisal, and craftsmanship—the King of Bronze and Fire had already played all these roles tens of thousands of years ago.

Especially the fourth sequence after the Perfectionist Path, called Alchemist. Old Tang would probably drink this potion and it would melt instantly in his mouth. Right now, the only things hindering his progress are the ritual and the materials.

"Xia, you asked about this... Hello? Why did you hang up so suddenly? Was the signal bad?"

(End of this chapter)