Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 301 Everything is Fate's Arrangement
Xia Mi believed she had concealed her identity well and that it was impossible for it to be exposed.

But precisely because of this, Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang would not reveal the secrets about the dragon race to her.

To find out about the White King Dragon Bone Cross, the only way is to first strip away the outermost layer of ordinary human disguise and reveal the identity of a hybrid.

Sure enough, Lu Mingfei, the villain who was pretending to be weak but actually strong, spoke up: "Which school has such good eyesight to discover a gem like you in the vast sea of ​​people?"

"It's a private university in Illinois, called Kassel College." Xia Mi said casually, her gaze shifting between the two of them. "Have you heard of it, senior brothers?"

Lu Mingfei was taken aback at first, then became respectful and pointed to the black-haired boy next to her, saying, "Come on, let me introduce you. Standing in front of you is Chu Zihang, the 2008 Shilan High School FMVP, the 2008 Kassel College Freshman MVP, the next president of the Lionheart Club, the ace specialist of the Executive Department (full-time employee included), the lifelong rival of the student council president, and Lu Mingfei's good brother!"

This rapid-fire introduction made Xia Mi a little nervous, but she still looked at Chu Zihang with a mixture of shock and joy: "Wow, senior brother, you're also from Kassel College? Please take me under your wing!"

Chu Zihang watched the two drama queens putting on their best performance, but remained expressionless: "We're all classmates, we should look out for each other."

"Senior brother, you should be patting your chest and assuring me right now, saying, 'Junior sister, don't worry, I'll take care of everything. I'll protect you even if it means going through fire and water.'" Xia Mi's voice was melancholic, as if her girlish heart had been ruthlessly shattered.

"And why do you always utter four-word phrases when you speak? Have you really turned into a robot? Is the language system limited to four or five characters per word? Can't you use four or five?"

The black-haired, icy-faced man remained silent for two seconds before uttering two words: "No."

Xia Mi immediately looked exasperated and turned to look at Lu Mingfei, who was watching the show and feeding the pretty girl: "Senior Brother Lu, why don't you accept the invitation from Kassel College? I feel like Senior Brother Chu can't protect me."

Indeed, with Old Chu's small frame, it's more likely that you'd be the one protecting him.

Lu Mingfei chuckled inwardly, but kept a straight face: "Girl, what makes you think that a good-for-nothing like me who can't do anything but play games can be compared to the future leader of the Lionheart Society?"
You're a veteran of Shilan Middle School, surely you know how your senior brother Chu was back in the day, unmatched and invincible?

I know his situation perfectly well, and what are you saying?

On the contrary, I can't even see how well you've hidden yourself!

"Senior brother, that's sophistry." Xia Mi pouted. "The fact that Kassel College sent Senior Brother Chu to invite you is the best proof of that."

While it's hard to say about other things, those people in the Secret Service certainly have a knack for foresight.

"You little brat, you're a Western-worshipper, aren't you?!" Lu Mingfei pointed at him like a husky. "If foreigners say something is good, then it's good. Can't they just be blind and mistake a rough stone for a gem?"

"Wow, Senior Brother Lu, you're so ruthless you even criticize yourself!" Xia Mi was impressed. This guy was practically a 360-degree defense, so tight that even a fly couldn't find a crack to crawl into.

"Do you know what the preparatory class at Kassel College means?" Chu Zihang finished his business and looked at her leisurely, as if he were looking at a pitiful junior who was ignorant and confused and about to step into a mental asylum without realizing it.

"Um, maybe, probably... you know." Xia Mi's expression changed from certainty to doubt: "Senior brother, there's something wrong with your expression. Kassel College wouldn't be involved in murder, arson, and all sorts of illegal activities behind the scenes, would it?"
Don't scare me!

"Congratulations, you guessed right." Lu Mingfei leaned forward, his eyes filled with a sense of pressure, his voice as hoarse as Batman's, who had throat cancer:
“Just before you arrived, I had already evaded more than thirty assassination attempts by Kassel College. Now they’ve decided to escalate their efforts and sent my Oldfriend to kill me.”

"Huh? Is that so?" Xia Mi's eyes widened in horror, her hands tucked into her chest. "But they told me they were fighting to protect humanity and the world from the resurgence of the dragon race."

“Young lady, you are still too young.” Lu Mingfei looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, his expression gloomy and desolate.
"Every gift that fate bestows has a price tag attached to it."

"And fate is a damn bitch, it never plays by the rules."

"Even if you don't want this gift, someone will force you to accept it and pay the corresponding price."

"The dragon slayers eventually become dragons themselves. Those old geezers were unknowingly assimilated into cold-blooded animals while fighting the dragons."

Hearing his sudden gloomy words, Erii looked up again, wondering why Sakura's mood had suddenly soured. So she picked up a dumpling and held it to his lips: "Sakura, delicious food can make you feel better."

This is based on her experience: every time Yuan Zhisheng takes her to Ryugin Restaurant and Chateau Joel Robuchon, her long-suppressed unhappiness will dissipate a little.

Lu Mingfei's performance failed to fool Xia Mi, but it fooled the naive Erii, who immediately felt guilty and devoured the dumpling with a "whoosh," before a bright smile bloomed on her face.

"I'm not unhappy, I'm just playing with the kids."

Erii nodded upon hearing this and continued eating diligently.

Xia Mi, seeing Lu Mingfei's ever-changing expressions, decided not to play along any longer and scoffed.
"Brother Lu, there's a saying that a man's words are deceitful. I didn't believe it before, but now I do."

"Nonsense, Old Chu would never lie," Lu Mingfei protested, arguing that all men shouldn't be generalized.

Chu Zihang didn't comment on this, but simply said, "Are you really sure you want to step into the real world?"

He looked at the girl with an unprecedented seriousness in his eyes: "Slaying dragons is not a child's play; the slightest carelessness could cost you your life."

Think about your family. Would your parents and brother want you to go on such a risk?

He was unaware of Xia Mi's true identity; he was simply concerned and wanted to ensure that this beautiful young girl would remain as radiant as a summer flower, and not wither away because of the cruel and bloody battlefield.

Xia Mi didn't feign emotion this time, but simply returned the same deep gaze: "And what about you, senior brother? Did your parents agree?"

Chu Zihang looked at her with a cold face. In the past, few people dared to look him in the eye. Even girls who admired him or his rivals on the court would subconsciously avoid his eyes.

Then he came to Kassel College, where he forged his inextinguishable golden eyes, so much so that even ordinary mixed-race people dared not look directly at his sharp edge.

But at this moment, this girl who looked like the girl next door did not back down at all, staring straight into the dragon-like eyes hidden beneath her colored contact lenses.

They knew that they each had reasons they couldn't escape.

Perhaps, as Lu Mingfei said, everything is an arrangement of fate.

"Jingle Bell--"

The crisp sound of the school bell rang, breaking the silence.

"Stop looking, have a bite. A bunch of students will be arriving soon, don't let them surround you and make you look like a monkey." Lu Mingfei rested his chin on his hand, the man who had stirred up trouble now acting like a peacemaker.

Xia Mi realized what was happening and started to finish the remaining food: "By the way, Senior Brother, have you been busy these past few days? If you're not busy, could you cook for me a little something extra?"

The preparatory class also has an assessment. Those who pass the assessment are directly admitted to the main campus of the college, while those who fail have to go back to the same path, becoming like many ordinary students who are fighting their way across a single-plank bridge to seize the opportunity to change their destiny. Therefore, her request is still reasonable.

Chu Zihang glanced at Lu Mingfei, who nodded slightly, so he agreed.

Xia Mi kept her head down as she ate, but she didn't miss this detail. She became increasingly curious about what these two had gone through to make the top student at Shilan Middle School so obedient to the bottom student.

……

Slightly earlier in the day, Cheng Shuangfan, who had been chatting with Shao Nanqin about everything under the sun with no sign of the conversation cooling down or stopping, received a message from her team members—

The target dragon seems to be behaving strangely, frequently losing focus and making mistakes while working, and suspects that it has realized it is being watched.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Shuangfan frowned, glanced at Shao Nanqin who was sharing her healthy lunch, picked up her phone, and made a call, getting straight to the point:

"specific situation."

The team member replied: "When we arrived near the Huanya Group branch, her expression became increasingly serious. She left the office shortly afterward, and when she returned, she looked restless and even made a phone call to Shao Nanqin."

"Who did she go to see after leaving the office?" Cheng Shuangfan was multitasking, piecing together clues in her mind while typing a reply to Shao Nanqin, saying that she was too lazy to go downstairs and asked a colleague to bring up lunch for her.

Shao Nanqin replied that she was actually lazy too, and always asked her younger sister to bring her breakfast when she came back from her night shift, so that she could sleep in a little longer.

The hunting team was full of talented people, with computer experts being a standard feature. They easily hacked into the surveillance system of the Huanya Group's branch, but found nothing: "The surveillance did not capture anyone meeting with her, but before that, two men and a woman visited."

After saying that, he sent a screenshot of the surveillance footage.

The picture shows a smiling, gray-haired, muscular man and two dark-haired Asian faces.

"..."

Cheng Shuangfan paused slightly as he was multitasking. He knew these three people well; they had taken the same flight back to China and even sat next to each other.

“These three people can be ruled out,” Cheng Shuangfan said decisively.

One of them was one of their own, and the other two were foreigners who had never been to China before. Only someone insane would suspect that they were related to this pure-blooded dragon.

The team members were confused, but since it was their captain who had spoken, and given his S-rank veteran hunter qualifications, they had no choice but to accept it.

"Check again, see if there are any other suspicious persons besides them, and check if the surveillance footage on other floors has anything to do with them," Cheng Shuangfan replied, then typed rapidly, subtly and naturally getting Shao Nanqin to recount the earlier phone call from the target and the content of the conversation.

But she's not completely naive; she's smart enough to be online sometimes. She doesn't talk nonsense about meeting someone important; she just says that her sister called specifically to tell her to rest well, eat on time, and drink more hot water.

After exchanging ideas for half a morning, and with the information gathered earlier, Cheng Shuangfan was able to determine that Shao Nanqin was not lying, but she might not have told everything.

But he didn't rush things and alert the person. He continued to methodically deepen the impression and increase the person's favorability, preparing to meet them that evening when the time was right.

He sent another message telling everyone to stay hidden and not to give anything away that the target would notice.

Wan Boqian and Gao Mi, the two junior specialists, were not assigned to the front line. The former's ability is quite special; once the Bloodline Chain is used, it will expose her. The latter is simply bound to it, and the structure is stable, so Cheng Shuangfan did not deliberately separate them.

Gao Mi is a technically skilled person with a sharp mind, and he intends to cultivate her into a team strategist.

After all, Chu Zihang looks refined, but his reputation is that of a killer who likes to solve problems with a knife. If we want to bring him into the hunting team and gradually guide him to become a leader, we need to find a helper who can assist him.

The two of them are now closely monitoring the area near the apartment purchased by the Shao sisters to see if any outsiders approach or try to take Shao Nanqin away.

According to intelligence, the dragon who used the alias Shao Nanyin had amassed an astonishing network of connections, with many men willing to go through fire and water for her.

The hunting team's main targets are dragons and hybrids, but they cannot underestimate ordinary people. After all, many times, things go wrong because they ignore or underestimate seemingly insignificant "little people".

Their investigation was proceeding smoothly, while Lao Tang and others had reached a cooperation agreement with Chu Tianjiao's former boss. Of course, the main figure was Long Ma Xun, the young lady of a chaebol family, who strongly carried the team, while Lao Tang and Finger were just the atmosphere cheering them on.

With the intention to cooperate on investment confirmed, it was time to chat casually. However, the old leader knew very little about the man who had once been his driver, and his evaluation was neither good nor bad. After much build-up, the last sentence, "If it were me, I definitely wouldn't marry my daughter to him," killed the game.

However, they did learn that the Chinese police had a classified file on "unknown types of crimes," also known as "supernatural crimes." However, the vast majority of these crimes were difficult to detect because the methods were too sophisticated, and only a few were related to dragons.

The case of Chu Tianjiao's disappearance during a typhoon was recorded in this document.

"Sigh, we've been busy all morning and finally got some clues, but we didn't expect our junior brothers to clear the game directly."

Fingel drove back from downtown, sounding somewhat frustrated.

Old Tang slapped him across the face, roaring angrily, "Fuck, Fingel, why did you turn back when you could have talked this out? Are you trying to drag us down with you?"

Fingel was slapped on the head and reluctantly turned around, muttering to himself, "Hey bro, you have to believe in my driving skills. Seriously, I think even Takumi Fujiwara only deserves to eat my exhaust fumes. After all, he can only drift without spilling water, but I can run over girls' faces and they won't even notice."

"That only shows that your vulgar methods are too sophisticated. If you were as handsome, rich, and had leadership qualities as Caesar, or as cold, tough, and powerful as Chu Zihang, they would definitely be willing to analyze every word you say from the inside out," Old Tang complained.

Fingel grumbled, "Of course I know that. I used to be a big shot. Many girls admired me and left flirtatious emails in my school email address, hoping I would contact them and spend a wonderful night together."

"Then why are you still all alone, and no one even wants to share a dorm room with you?"

"Because I was an idiot back then, only thinking about accumulating enough credits to graduate in three years and become the youngest specialist, I missed out on so much." Fingel looked dejected.

"By the time I wanted to seize the moment, my junior and senior classmates had all become little birds of the executive department and flown to all parts of the world."

"Are you trying to seize the moment or your crotch?" The feeling of arguing with Fingel made Old Tang feel like he was back in the slums of Brooklyn, chatting and joking with his buddies in a bar, accidentally ignoring the lady next to him and slightly bowing his head.

Fortunately, Ryoma Kaoru didn't recognize the pun.

She just stared thoughtfully at Fingel in the rearview mirror. Just now, a huge sadness suddenly appeared between the man's brows. Although it was only for a moment, it was shocking.

(End of this chapter)