A week had passed, and Long Yi dragged his tired body back to his dormitory.
Dragon language and the elf teacher's dual torment made him miserable. His fists were clenched, and it felt like they were protesting. He just wanted to fight!
However, without learning dragon language, he wouldn't be able to perfectly coordinate with the Dragon Clan. As a man desiring to dominate the skies, Long Yi couldn't tolerate anyone challenging his authority in the heavens.
Just as he was thinking, he ran into Ai Lin halfway. Since Long Yi started focusing on his dragon language studies, Ai Lin had conscientiously created a quiet study space for him. Her appearance today must surely mean something.
"Brother Long, I've decided to advance as well!"
Ai Lin announced loudly.
"Great!"
Long Yi smiled and nodded cheerfully. He knew Ai Lin was a genius. In terms of talent, she was not below him, she might even be above him.
