The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

Everyone's attention was immediately drawn back to the sky.

In the picture.

The convoy drove into the town and finally stopped near the hilltop park.

There, an armed helicopter was already on standby.

Yan Cong got off the bus.

Before boarding the helicopter, his gaze fell on the rocking chair not far away.

They paused for a moment.

The image of him playing and frolicking here with Liang Rumeng flashed through his mind.

When she sat there, the tips of her shoes would always scrape the ground.

When she laughs, her whole body sways with the rocking chair.

Those images only lingered in my mind for a moment.

The wind blew over the mountaintop.

The rocking chair swayed gently.

"Mr. Yan..."

Shouts came from behind.

"Um."

"They're here."

When Yan Cong withdrew his gaze, it was as if he had relinquished all his lingering affection and emotions.

The rest.

Only the medal on the chest corresponds to... those who sacrificed their lives for their country, those who faced death without fear.

"Boom!"

The helicopter took off and flew towards Beijing.

below.

Everyone next to the convoy got out of their vehicles.

A row of figures saluted the departing helicopter with practiced ease.

They had no idea what the boy was about to bear.

But they know.

He was willing to step into that battlefield that was about to devour countless people at this moment.

Then he deserves this gift.

As the sun sets, the capital city appears at the edge of the clouds.

Looking down from high above.

The city was still brightly lit and bustling with traffic.

The crowds entering the city were too eager.

Police cars and military vehicles kept shuttling back and forth.

Even in the capital, panic has spread to every street.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

The helicopter flew over the city and headed towards the mountainous outskirts.

As darkness fell, the sound of propellers finally ceased on a helipad.

Yan Cong stepped out of the cabin.

Apart from the lights of the helipad, all that could be seen around was the deep, dark forest.

At the edge of the tarmac, under a lamp, stood three people.

The camera focused on the face of the leader.

next moment.

The appearance of the Class 9 students, other than the main characters to be revealed in this story, appeared for the second time in the sky.

"Hello!"

"Old Yan, over here!"

The boy was wearing a well-tailored suit.

He wore an expensive watch on his wrist, his hair was styled with hair gel, and he looked quite formal and handsome.

Behind him stood two beautiful women in leather uniforms.

In the video, Tiandao thoughtfully added annotations on the side.

[The Last Emperor of the Ancient Dragon Kingdom... Shadow King - Ye Chen]

[Shadow Courtyard, First Seat of the Seven Shadows—Alpha.]

[Shadow Courtyard, Second Seat of the Seven Shadows—Beta.]

These few lines of text were published.

The comments section immediately erupted with activity.

【Yuechenlin】

"Wow, wow, is this our charming ancestor?"

"He's kind of handsome!"

Lu Mingfei (Useless)

"Nonsense, how could the genes of the descendants of the Ancient Dragon Kingdom be bad?"

"But... why do I feel a sense of... seeing someone of my own kind when I look at him?"

"You bastard!"

[Damn it, it's so hard to come up with a good name]

"Were you dumbfounded by those ancient novels?"

"He's our ancestor, how could we not be familiar with him?"

[It's Dongxi, not a thing]

"By the way, what are those two women with King Ye doing?"

"Judging from the Tiandao's notes, these two seem to be his subordinates, right?"

"(Evil grin?) Could it be... there's a cow?"

It's not just later generations of viewers who think this way.

The students at Jinling Martial Arts School who had just been hurt by Yan Cong's pretentious behavior immediately came back to life.

It's okay to be sad anytime.

But the melon must be eaten while it's hot.

"No way?"

"No way?"

"Could it be... that our prince has some strange quirk?!"

On the rooftop.

Ye Long looked at Ye Chen, whose expression was distorted, with a complicated expression.

He walked over and patted Ye Chen on the shoulder heavily.

"You've gone to such lengths for the sake of the Dragon Kingdom; you're a good monarch."

Yan Cong suppressed a laugh and came to Ye Chen's side, patting his other shoulder.

"Yes, your dad is forgiving all your past little tantrums today!"

Ye Chen's face turned completely black.

next moment.

He threw an uppercut at Yan Cong's stomach.

Ye Long reached out and blocked it directly.

"Ye Chen, he is now a strategic figure in the Dragon Kingdom..."

"puff--"

"Hahaha……"

Yan Cong immediately clutched his stomach and lay on the ground laughing.

"Oh dear, Old Ye..."

"No, I know this might be a misunderstanding, but..."

"That's really funny..."

"Hahaha……"

The reversal came very quickly.

The video continued to stream across the sky.

Faced with the enthusiastic Ye Chen.

Yan Cong simply nodded, his voice indifferent.

"Um."

He looked up at the two women behind Ye Chen and asked calmly.

"These are the first batch of receptors you found for me, and their quality is still..."

"puff--"

He hadn't finished speaking.

Yan Cong was punched into a bow shape by Ye Chen.

Ye Chen supported his body and smiled:

"You little bastard, these are your two mothers!"

"I****"

After Yan Cong recovered, he pointed at Ye Chen and unleashed a barrage of attacks.

"Are you out of your mind?!"

"I only asked, didn't I?"

"I died for my country!"

"Do you know how much determination I had to make?!"

"Do you know how terrible I'll be then?!"

Ye Chen listened to his scolding, but instead of getting angry, he laughed.

What are you laughing at?!

Yan Cong's chest heaved as he cursed.

Ye Chen waited until he finished cursing before putting his arm around his shoulder.

"That's more like it."

"His face was long and sullen; he didn't look like the bastard I knew at all."

Yan Cong stopped cursing and gave him a sidelong glance.

"Damn it, if you knew you'd suffer before you died, like being slowly sliced ​​to death, would you be happy?"

Ye Chen's smile slowly faded.

He took two steps back and straightened his clothes.

Then, he bowed deeply.

"Comrade Yan Cong."

"I, Ye Chen, the 99th generation successor of the Dragon Kingdom, on behalf of all the people of the Dragon Kingdom, extend my highest respect to your contributions."

"Your family, friends, ex-girlfriend... we guarantee that even if the Dragon Kingdom is destroyed, we will ensure they live to the very end."

"Swish swish swish—"

Everyone on the tarmac bent down at the same time.

Yan Cong pursed his lips.

Finally, he sighed and helped Ye Chen up.

"Let's go."

"Take me to...my job."

Ye Chen smiled and reached out to the side.

Alpha, the first seat of the Seven Shadows, handed over a can of beer.

Ye Chen took it and handed it to Yan Cong.

Then he took a bottle himself, unzipped it, and took a sip.

Yan Cong was taken aback.

"Ye Chen?"

"Didn't you say time was of the essence and we couldn't afford to waste a single moment?"

"Just the time it takes to drink a bottle of beer."

Ye Chen held the beer up to him and smiled:

"If we don't drink now, we might not have the chance to drink with you later."

Yan Cong met his eyes, chuckled, and unfastened the clasp, touching him.

"drink."

The time it takes to drink a bottle of wine is quickly over.

When the two of them finished their last sip.

Ye Chen stood up, turned around and left.

Yan Cong, holding the empty wine bottle, asked in confusion:

"Damn it, you're leaving already?"

Where are they?

"Let me create resources out of thin air!"

Ye Chen waved his hand with his back to him.

"Why don't you look back again?"