Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

The two chatted for a while, mainly about school trivia and the anime they had watched recently.

The sunlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the floor, creating a warm spot of light.

"It's getting late. I should go."

Ye Fan looked at his watch and stood up.

Xia Mi was sitting cross-legged on the floor playing games. She waved without even looking up: "Bye~ Remember to bring chocolate flavor next time!"

Ye Fan shook his head helplessly and stopped at the door: "By the way, next week's game..."

"I know, I know!"

Xia Mi interrupted him impatiently, "I will be there on time, I won't cause any trouble, and I won't cause any trouble for Senior Brother Chu—Senior Brother, why are you more nagging than my mother!"

Ye Fan smiled, closed the door gently and left.

Hearing the door closing, Xia Mi put down the game controller and the playful expression on her face gradually disappeared.

She walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at Ye Fan's receding back, and her golden pupils shrank slightly.

"SS-rank hybrid... and that mark..."

She whispered to herself, her fingers unconsciously sliding across the glass, "What on earth did Odin do to you, Brother Ye Fan..."

In the sunlight, her shadow stretched long across the floor, and a vague outline that did not belong to a human could be seen.

Ye Fan took the bus back home.

The bumpy ride of the bus lulls people to sleep like a cradle.

Ye Fan's head swayed with the car body and gradually fell on the window. When his eyelids completely closed, the sound of waves suddenly rang in his ears.

"Is it a seafood buffet this time?"

Ye Fan opened his eyes and found himself lying on the golden beach.

The blue waves hit the shore, and the salty and humid sea breeze is mixed with the aroma of roasted butter.

Lu Mingze came over pushing a silver-gleaming food cart, his small leather shoes leaving two neat rows of footprints on the sand.

"Taking into account someone's gluttonous nature."

Lu Mingze lifted the white cloth from the dining car, and steam exploded like fireworks—

French baked snails sizzle in garlic butter, Japanese bluefin tuna belly is laid out in the shape of a rose, and abalone floats like gems in a ceramic jar of Cantonese Buddha Jumps Over the Wall.

Ye Fan's stomach immediately roared like a dragon's roar.

He jumped up, grabbed the whole pot of mussels cooked in French white wine and poured it into his mouth.

The shells and tender meat rushed into the mouth, and the mellow aroma of white wine exploded on the tip of the tongue.

"Are you the reincarnation of a starving ghost?"

Lu Mingze watched Ye Fan devour three dozen oysters, shell and flesh included, and his eyes twitched. "This is the spiritual realm. No matter how much you eat, it's useless!"

"As long as I can taste it."

Ye Fan had already pried open the king crab legs, and the snow-white crab meat gushed into his mouth like a fountain. "Besides..." He bit the crab claws into pieces, "...satisfying the spirit is also satisfying the stomach."

As the setting sun dyed the clouds a maple syrup color, the only thing left on the food truck was a pyramid of empty plates.

Anyway, it is in the spiritual space, and the little devil will definitely control the flow of time.

No matter how long he eats here, it would only take a blink of an eye outside.

Ye Fan lay on the beach chair with his arms and legs spread out, picking his teeth with a fishbone.

Lu Mingze had changed into a neat suit at some point, and the tie pin reflected a cold light.

"Why are you meddling in Jörmungandr's affairs?" the young devil suddenly demanded. "I don't believe you can't see it."

"Of course I can see it." Ye Fan burped with a seafood-flavored burp. "If I were a dragon, my scales would stand up if I were under that terrifying bloodline pressure."

Lu Mingze's leather shoes crushed a shell:

"Then you still—"

"But I really can't ignore such a quirky girl..."

Ye Fan looked at the sea level, the sunset reflected in his pupils. "According to your character, none of the four dragon kings will have a good end, right?"

The fingers under the suit cuffs suddenly tightened.

Lu Mingze gave a businesslike smile: "What if I could get you promoted to SSS-level hybrid?"

Ye Fan sat up straight abruptly, and the beach chair groaned as it could not bear the weight.

An exaggerated look of shock crossed his face. "Don't you know she's my junior sister? She's my beloved friend, my brother!"

Just when Lu Mingze was about to show a relieved expression.

Ye Fan suddenly rubbed his fingers together and came closer: "I have to pay more! At least you can let me become a Dragon King, right?"

Chapter 16 Beach

"You're being the Dragon King?" Lu Mingze's elegant expression instantly collapsed. "Why didn't you say you wanted to be the Black King?!"

"That's fine too."

Ye Fan had already laid back in his chair and picked up the last mango pudding from the dining cart.

Lu Mingze suddenly felt very tired.

It's not like he hadn't thought about asking the three nannies to stop this bastard.

But the tragedy that happened half a year ago is still fresh in his memory.

That was the first time Ye Fan contacted Lao Tang, through Lu Mingfei's matchmaking.

Lu Mingze knew the personalities of the three men, and he knew that these three bastards would definitely become good brothers.

He couldn't allow Ye Fan, an SS-level hybrid, to appear in his script! Even if Ange was willing to help him, he wasn't sure he could let Lu Mingfei kill Old Tang personally.

If Ye Fan joins the battle, the biggest possibility is that he will easily defeat Constantine, who is not yet in his complete form.

In addition, Old Tang, whose memory had been restored, was pinned to the ground and beaten.

For a whole year, Lu Mingze believed that this bastard would definitely find a way to use the violent blood on his own.

This guy is not one to keep quiet.

So Lu Mingze planned to let Jiude Mai and others cut off the connection between Ye Fan and Lao Tang.

Originally, he thought that the three of them understood what he meant, so he said it mysteriously, asking them to cut off the connection between Ye Fan and Lao Tang.

Who could have thought that these three people would just run over and threaten openly!

The result was - Jude Mai's dark aura was torn apart by this guy with his bare hands, and Zero's pupil flickered like an old TV with a short circuit under the suppression of the SS-level bloodline commandments.

That day, Ye Fan got the Yanling Mingzhao and Tianyan that he had been coveting.

Now this bastard actually wants the authority of the Dragon King...

"No way."

The little devil turned and walked towards the waves. "But..." His figure began to fade. "That's the Dragon King. You don't really think you can restrain him, do you?"

"Once she finds the opportunity, even you will be nothing more than an ordinary person."

Ye Fan stood up and stood on this illusory golden beach, letting the blue sea water flow over his feet, and the cool feeling spread throughout his body.

"I've already told you that. She's my dear schoolmate."

He turned his head and looked at the illusory Lu Mingze with a smile:

"As an old senior, I trust her quite a bit..."

Lu Mingze's originally smiling eyes froze for a moment.

This guy... is he serious?

"When dragons and humans first came into this world, they were just children with nothing."

"They are also afraid of the dark and long for family affection. In essence, we are not much different. We are just a bunch of dead children."

"I hate kids the most."

"So, I want to help these damn kids grow up into qualified adults."

Ye Fan's voice was steady, and his 17-year-old face showed unprecedented maturity.

Those azure eyes seemed to contain the vastness of the ocean.

After listening to this, Lu Mingze was silent for a long time.

His expression was complicated: silent, distorted, painful, angry, sympathetic...

"It's up to you."

Lu Mingze muttered, "Let's see if you can break my script..."

The arrival signal sounded.

Ye Fan opened his eyes on the bus.

Stretch comfortably and feel your spine relax.

He still has to go back and wake Lu Mingfei up.

This guy always sleeps so soundly at his house, as if he hasn't slept in several lives.

It's really easy to sleep well when someone is by your side. Loneliness is washed away and even your mind becomes more open.

When Ye Fan opened the door, the mixed smell of instant noodles and potato chips hit him like a heavy punch.

In the living room, Lu Mingfei was sprawled on the sofa with his arms and legs spread out, with a suspicious, translucent liquid hanging from the corners of his mouth, making him look like a salted fish washed ashore.

Chu Zihang sat upright at the dining table, turning the pages of "Advanced Mathematics" with his slender fingers, his brows slightly furrowed as if he was thinking about the Goldbach conjecture.

"Wake up, loser!"

Ye Fan opened the comic book covering Lu Mingfei's face.

"Holy crap! Murder!"