When the real dragon appeared up in front of Xuanyuan Po’s face, he was truthfully rather frightened, yet that had not been enough to make him faint. The real reason for why he fainted was that the Black Dragon had, in its fury, released some of its dragon aura. For a Demi-human like Xuanyuan Po, he was absolutely incapable of resisting that ancient and terrifying Qi.
With a gust of wind, Jin Yulu appeared, his shirt lightly flapping in the breeze. He warily looked around. As soon as he had sensed that frightening Qi, he immediately rushed over from the gatehouse. The Li Palace had appointed Chen Changsheng as principal of the Orthodox Academy. Could it be that it had already attracted some peerless expert?
Yet when he finally arrived in the kitchen, he could sense nothing. Seeing Xuanyuan Po knocked out on the floor, he asked in a deep voice, “What happened?”
