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However, Lin Ye ultimately gave the choice to Erii. He wanted to hear what the girl thought, so he told her his decision to go or stay at that moment.

Erii blinked, then gently drew in Lin Ye's palm.

“Eri likes it here. If Yoru wants to stay here too, then let’s stay here…”

After finishing writing, Erii tilted her head and smiled at Lin Ye.

Lin Ye looked pleased, then patted Erii's head before turning to look at Angers.

“Principal Angers, thank you very much for your invitation. If you really want Erii and me to stay here, we also hope to grow here.”

only……"

At this point, Lin Ye hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Angers chuckled and said, "Lin Ye, you can speak frankly. Kassel College will definitely do its best to cooperate with you."

Lin Ye felt unusually embarrassed at this moment, and he scratched the back of his head.

"Um... I just wanted to ask, aren't you afraid that I might have another fit of madness one day and destroy the newly built Kassel College again?"

This is my only concern. If you can overcome even this, then I really have no other problems.

However, as soon as Lin Ye finished speaking, the others around him nodded vigorously, seemingly agreeing with his words. They were also very worried that Lin Ye might suddenly have another fit of madness and ruin Kassel College.

However, remembering their desperate attempts to persuade Lin Ye to stay, he quickly shook his head.

Angers laughed heartily, "Lin Ye, you must have seen the attitude of all the teachers and students. Feel free to stay here."

If you destroy Kassel College again, then rebuild it again. You destroy it as many times as you want, and you rebuild it as many times as you want.

Upon hearing this, Lin Ye couldn't help but laugh along, and all the teachers and students, though covered in dust and dirt, couldn't suppress their laughter either.

A moment later, a sound of relief and emotion rang out from the ruins.

Chapter 226 The Last School Board Member

Italy.

Portofino is a small tourist port town in the northwest, nestled against mountains and facing the vast ocean.

On sunny days, you can see sailboats coming and going in the harbor, and flocks of seagulls taking off and landing. It is a rare holiday resort.

Here, people can enjoy red wine and coffee while savoring a variety of Mediterranean delicacies, accompanied by seagulls, and the gentle sea breeze lifting the skirts of girls like white clouds.

It rarely rains here, but at this moment it was still shrouded in torrential rain, as if the rain was pouring down from the sky, while the bright sunshine was hanging on the horizon.

In the blink of an eye, dark clouds gathered, the inky black clouds like ink, and streaks of pale white lightning darted through the black clouds, emitting ferocious roars that sent chills down one's spine.

Because the sea level here is already quite high, under this kind of sky, it feels as if you could reach out and touch the clouds, or even the lightning.

However, at that moment, a Rolls-Royce sedan sped up the winding mountain road from the other side of the mountain and soon drove into a hotel at the top of the mountain.

As he sped towards us, the roar of his engine even drowned out the thunder in the sky.

One can imagine how ferocious the person inside the car must be, as if they had transformed into a silver beast. But what's even more unsettling is the person who can wield this beast.

The mountain road twists and turns, but the driver of this Rolls-Royce did not slow down at all when going around the bends, instead speeding along in a drifting manner.

It wasn't until they reached the top of the mountain that they executed a perfect drift, gliding directly into the parking lot, which was already filled with all sorts of luxury cars, including limited-edition Lamborghinis and even modified Mercedes-Benzes.

Next to the Mercedes was an unremarkable-looking mountain bike.

The hotel atop the mountain is also quite unique. Its entire exterior is constructed of marble, yet the windows appear very narrow, making it resemble a white and sturdy fortress from a distance.

When the driver of the Rolls-Royce opened the car door, the waiter holding an umbrella rushed over.

Guests of this caliber are of very high status and cannot be treated with any negligence. Therefore, the waiter first used his palm to cover the upper edge of the car door to prevent the passengers inside from bumping their heads.

Moreover, the entire umbrella was almost entirely held over the driver who was about to get off, and the waiter didn't seem to care about getting soaked at all.

The first to emerge was a glistening calf with a graceful curve, exuding a breathtaking beauty.

Soon, a girl who looked to be in her early twenties stepped out of the car. She had an extremely delicate face, was dressed in luxurious clothes, and wore a fur vest.

The slender high heels exuded a sense of nobility, as if the golden luster was inlaid with gold embellishments, yet her cold face carried an imposing and dignified air.

The waiter who held the umbrella for her was stunned on the spot, trembling with fear and not daring to overstep his bounds, not even daring to look her in the eye.

But just then, an elderly man with a full head of white hair walked out of the white building and called out to the girl warmly:

“Lisa, it’s been a long time. You look even older. I even remember when you were at Eton College, you cried over some trivial things.”

When others brought up her embarrassing past, this seemingly queen-like girl showed no displeasure. Instead, upon seeing the old man, her icy face blossomed into a smile, like an Arctic flower blooming in the frigid Arctic, radiating a bright and captivating charm.

The girl stepped forward and hugged the old man, saying with a smile, "Angers, you look the same as before. Even though many years have passed, time hasn't left many marks on you."

If I didn't know you were a hybrid, I would have even suspected you were the reincarnation of some dragon king.

Lisa said, and then, as if joking, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

Angers said with a wry smile, "If I were really a dragon king, I probably wouldn't have to continue serving as the principal of Kassel College. Maybe I could find the dragons' lairs myself and turn them upside down."

In truth, for a man over a hundred years old, the god of time would surely have mercy on him and grant him a few more years, after all, there are still some regrettable things he hasn't finished doing.

As Angers sighed, he stretched out an arm, and the girl beside him naturally took his arm, smiling broadly.

At first glance, it looks like an elderly father leading his growing daughter into a banquet.

"Have the other school board members arrived yet?"

Lisa couldn't help but ask.

He shook his head, looking up. "You're not the last one; there's another board member who hasn't arrived yet."

As he spoke, Angers turned his head to look at the end of the storm, because he could hear the roar of an engine, and based on his knowledge of vehicles, it should be a Hummer.

Angers did not go directly into the hotel, but stood there for more than a minute. Soon, a Hummer, as sharp as a black sword, sped toward them.

The other vehicle was moving extremely fast, its front end crashing through the wind and rain, and it looked like it was about to hit Angers and the others, but the Hummer braked suddenly at the critical moment.

The heavy Hummer traced a black arc across the ground before coming to a steady stop in front of the hotel. The cold rain pounded against the scorching hood, producing a muffled hissing sound.

However, just as the Hummer sped towards them, about to crash into Angers and Lisa, neither of them dodged, seemingly having great faith in the driver's skills.

However, Lisa frowned, because seeing the two of them standing there and still rushing towards them in an almost provocative manner was itself a challenge to their authority.

However, Angers made no comment. He simply looked calmly at the Hummer speeding towards him, and watched as the Hummer finally stopped in front of the hotel. His aged yet elegant face remained serene throughout.

"It seems that even the last member of the school board has arrived."

Angers said in a deep voice.

Immediately afterwards, the rear door of the Hummer was opened, and a large hand covered with white scales emerged first, followed by an elderly man in his sixties or seventies who stepped out of the Hummer.

Chapter 227; Head-to-Head

As the old man stepped out of the black Hummer, he also got a clear look at the other person. He had short, gray hair that stood straight like steel needles.

Despite wearing a long, black trench coat, he couldn't hide his imposing physique, and his wrinkled face exuded an air of quiet authority.

As the old man walked out, the waiter hurriedly tried to open his umbrella, but was so frightened by the old man's aura that he trembled all over and could barely hold the umbrella.

The old man snorted and pushed the waiter aside. Then he opened an umbrella himself and slowly walked towards Angers.

When Lisa saw the old man approaching, her large blue pupils contracted slightly. She only came back to her senses when Angers patted the back of her hand.

"Lisa, you go to the hotel first. The other board members are already in their places."

"it is good."

Lisa nodded, opened an umbrella first, and walked into the white hotel behind her.

The old man stopped two meters away from Angers. Angers did not greet him first, but looked at him indifferently.

The two stood in the wind and rain, the rain flowing down the outside of the black umbrella in all directions, forming curtains of water droplets, and they looked at each other through these curtains.

The pale white lightning instantly illuminated the dim sky, and also the cold, stern faces of the two old men.

Angers.

The old man in the black trench coat spoke first. Although his voice was not loud, it was enough to drown out the thunder in the sky. It was like the deep roar of a lion, giving people a chilling feeling.

The waiter standing to the side was trembling all over, his face ashen, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. In fact, he was quite remarkable to have managed to hold on this long, given the aura emanating from the two elderly people.

However, when the two elderly people leave, he might just collapse and sit on the ground.

Seeing that the two sides were still locked in a standoff, he only hoped that the two old men could end it quickly, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to hold on any longer.

Upon hearing the other party's call, Angers replied in a similarly indifferent tone, "Patriarch Beowulf, you've arrived."

However, after they each spoke, neither of them continued to speak, because there was no need for further words at this point. The old man, whom Angers called Beowulf, had an aggressive air about him when he appeared.

Angers made the content he wanted to discuss at this board meeting very clear in the email, so we can see the attitude of the head of the family. He had already shown his true colors even before he arrived at the hotel.

Therefore, Angers had nothing to say to the other party. At this moment, they were already at each other's throats, but everyone was still restraining themselves because their identities did not allow them to directly break off relations.

Otherwise, if they were to actually fight, what would be the difference between them and thugs? In a sense, Angers is indeed a thug.

Although he pretends to be a playboy, he is unreasonable in many ways.

If he fails to reach an agreement on the content of the emails this time, he will really act like a thug, picking up a baseball bat and smashing the heads of those school board members, including the head of the Beowulf family in front of him.

Although he didn't have a baseball bat, his ever-present folding knife was his weapon; his arrival this time was no less than a war.

However, for Beowulf, he was more like an executioner.

Therefore, an executioner will not reason with others; he will only face those he considers enemies, and then swing his greatsword until he cuts off his opponent's head, thus creating this scene of two people facing off.

Although they haven't started negotiations yet, both sides have already made their stance clear, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they're ready to fight to the death.

The wind and rain were howling, and the waiter could only hold on tightly to his umbrella. He couldn't understand why the two old people could maintain such a calm demeanor while holding the umbrella with only one hand.

Even though he was holding on with both hands, he still felt like he was about to be blown away at any moment, especially with the force fields of the two old men colliding, he really couldn't hold on much longer.

Until the ancient chimes of the white hotel behind them rang out, like the clarion call to begin a meeting, Angers and Beowulf simultaneously concealed their sharp edges and headed toward the hotel.

It was as if nothing had happened, leaving only the waiter behind. He couldn't take it anymore and plopped down in the puddle.

The room was somewhat dark, as there were no electric lights, but rather old-fashioned candles. The dim candlelight could barely illuminate the people sitting around a long table.

There are seven people in this room, two women and five men, who represent the wealthy or powerful in various fields of the world. Each of them possesses unimaginable power and wealth, and the number of people who want to curry favor with them could fill an entire city.

But now they are here for a common goal: to resolve some kind of dispute, so at this moment their only identity is that of the board members of Kassel College.