The chat group admin really knows when to take action.

However, no matter how you look at it, this open door looks like the mouth of a dragon.

When they stepped inside, the dragon would close its mouth and swallow them whole.

Are you afraid? Are you terrified?

of course.

But they continued walking forward and entered through the gate.

They are proud hybrids, proud dragon slayers. With the Dragon King right in front of them, how could they possibly retreat?

Lu Mingfei led everyone to the hall.

Familiar faces sat in the hall.

Angers greeted Genjiro as he entered the hall.

All the students who graduated from Kassel College were his students.

Principal Angers loves his students very much.

These students are all excellent dragon slayers.

Yuan Zhisheng bowed slightly and spoke.

"It's been a long time since I've seen the principal; he's still in such good health."

Principal Angers said.

“My old friends are still alive! How could I die? But I heard you became the head of the executive department of the Japanese branch of Kassel College, and you are quite famous.”

"It's what I should do."

Yuan Zhisheng nodded in response.

"I didn't expect it to be my senior brother."

Caesar waved his hand.

Genji stood aside and surveyed the crowd, all of whom were mixed-race individuals with extremely dangerous bloodlines.

They are all strong.

Then, Yuan Zhinv looked at Jiang Nan, who was sitting in the highest seat.

Jiang Nan was just like an old man in a park, sipping hot tea from his teacup.

This feeling surprised Genjiro.

It's like a warrior who slays a dragon finally reaches its lair after going through countless hardships, only to find two elderly men in their eighties playing chess inside.

At this moment, Angers' gaze shifted to Genjiro and Sakurai Kogure.

Yuan Zhinü was dressed in a beautiful Japanese yukata, and her delicate and beautiful face was lightly made up, making it difficult to tell whether this beautiful person was male or female.

Genjiro represents the Snake-Head Eight Families.

So these two represent the Ghost Clan, and they are of high status.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have barged in here.

They trespassed into the Dragon King's territory.

"These two must be members of the Oni Clan!"

Angers' tone was so flat that it was impossible to discern what he was trying to say.

Genji turned to look at his younger brother.

It seems she had already guessed her brother's identity.

Yuan Zhinv bowed slightly, her face bearing a smile that revealed no flaws.

"I am but a lowly dragon king among the fierce ghosts, far inferior to the principal of Kassel School, the legendary dragon slayer Angers."

In the world of mixed-race peoples, Angers' name is like Einstein and Newton in the world of science.

Everyone knows it. Everyone knows it.

Jiang Nan put down her teacup.

"Don't stand, please take a seat! Although they are unexpected guests, they are still guests. Mai serves tea to entertain guests, so that they don't think we are not polite enough."

"Tea ceremony?"

As the most outstanding male host, Genjiro's understanding of the tea ceremony has reached its pinnacle.

Every time he goes on stage to perform tea ceremony, he attracts a large group of beautiful women.

However, when he saw the large tea mug in front of him, he fell silent.

Jiang Nan noticed Yuan Zhi Nu's stiff expression, so he said in a cheeky tone.

"Don't mind it! I prefer the Chinese way of drinking tea. It's bold, simple, and enough. I don't like those cumbersome and complicated etiquettes. When you drink tea, you should drink it properly. Why make it look like a circus performance?"

Yuan Zhinü could only sigh.

A good guest should not feel disappointed because the host greets him with a non-Japanese tea ceremony.

"Try it, this is top-quality Xinyang Maojian tea."

Jiang Nan picked up his teacup.

Chapter 141, Sinking the Island Nation

The Dragon King wouldn't resort to poisoning, would he?

Genji was filled with doubt.

But seeing Angers drinking tea without fear, Genji also started drinking.

The taste was surprisingly good.

However, Genjiro and Genjiro did not notice that Uesugi Kotsugu had been watching them the whole time.

Blood ties are a wondrous thing.

Even on the first meeting, that indescribable sense of déjà vu keeps appearing.

Uesugi Koshi found the two children, who were about the same age, to be very cute. He thought to himself, "How wonderful it would be if they were my own children!"

But he knew he had no children, because he wanted the emperor's fate to end with his generation.

After drinking tea.

Jiang Nan tapped the table and said mysteriously.

Don't you all want to know what I'm going to do?

Everyone was silent for a while.

Jiang Nan said, "Why aren't you guys responding? How am I supposed to show off if you're not responding?"

Angers coughed lightly.

"Please say!"

Jiang Nan nodded in satisfaction.

"This story begins 1 years ago..."

"Isn't it a bit too long?"

Ange asked.

Jiang Nan thought about it for a moment, and realized that the history of the White King was indeed quite long.

"Alright, then I'll summarize briefly: I'm going to sink the Japanese islands."

Genjiro stood up instantly.

His eyes burned with a chilling coldness.

Genjiro had a smile on her face.

The smile, however, was cold.

As the legends say, the Dragon King was indeed extremely cruel.

They threaten to destroy the world at the drop of a hat.

This act of hospitality is completely a facade.

At this moment, Lu Mingfei leaned against the door not far away, watching quietly.

He knew the group admin was doing this on purpose.

Although blowing up the White King's stronghold could indeed lead to the sinking of the Japanese islands.

However, this is not necessarily a bad thing.

Everyone's body was tense.

Caesar gripped his sword, Dictator.

Chu Zihang gently unzipped the baseball bag.

"Don't get so worked up! The Japanese islands will sink sooner or later anyway, so why not just let them sink now? As the saying goes, everyone dies eventually, whether you die sooner or later."

Jiang Nan wasn't afraid at all.

If you're going to play, you should have fun.

Lu Mingfei yawned and stared at Yuan Zhisheng.

Yuan Zhisheng also stared at Lu Mingfei, knowing that the moment he drew his knife, an even more terrifying blade would be placed against his neck.

Finally, Angers spoke up.

"Everyone sit down."

As the oldest dragon slayer, everyone present could be considered his junior.

Apart from the Demons.