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More and more school teams entered the Hidden Dream City, which had become extremely lively in these few days.
The favourite in this selection competition was the Royal Academy team, which was trained by the elite mentors of the Royal Academy and was guided by Master Nock. They would naturally attract the attention of all parties.
After the Royal Academy’s team settled down, a message quickly spread through the Hidden Dream City. In the evening of this day, the Undead Prince would personally visit the inn where the Royal Academy was staying and meet with Master Nock.
After assisting the Ancestor of the Undead in stabilizing their Howling Abyss, Nock succeeded in retirement, receiving the title of honorary mentor in the Royal Academy. But nowadays, the only student he really taught personally was the Undead Prince, Mingye.
A few months ago, Prince Mingye left the Howling Abyss and went to the Hidden Dragon Continent to expand the forces of the undead. But not long ago, the large army of the undead who went to Hidden Dragon Continent more than a thousand years ago had suered heavy losses and returned
to the Howling Abyss with the prince.
It was said that the Prince Mingye was seriously injured in the accident and had recently recovered under the care of the Ancestor of the Undead. Mingye, who hadn’t appeared for a long time, unsurprisingly attracted all the curiosity of the undead, and the entrance of the inn where the Royal Academy team were staying had been surrounded by three to four layers of undead onlookers.
The members of the Flaming Red Squad, who went in and out of the inn several times, had been sized up by these busybodies with weird eyes.
“This is too excessive; the entrance is going to get completely blocked.” Zhanye had just returned from the outside, and it wasn’t easy to squeeze in from the entrance of the inn. Fortunately, he was tall and big in stature; if his body had been a little smaller and weaker, he might not have been able
to squeeze in. Shile sat in a chair and looked at the crowds of people through the window.
“Aren’t they all waiting for His Highness to arrive? Thinking that they may be lucky to walk on dog sh*t luck and get the favor of His Highness Prince Mingye like that, rapidly going up in the world or whatnot is just around the corner…”
Zhanye was speechless.
“Even if His Highness arrives, there will be guards to open up the way. At that time, aren’t they just going to be driven away?”
Shile shrugged his shoulders.
“Anyone will have the idea of bumping into luck. Did you not see, the guys of the Royal Academy are too arrogant today? Each and every one of them are itching to have their nose heavenwards knowing that His Highness Prince Mingye will be visiting them. They have this idea that Master Nock is one of them, so Prince Mingye coming to see him is equal to Prince Mingye coming to see them, isn’t that right?”
Zhanye said, “They’ve always been so arrogant anyway, haven’t they?”
Today was the second day since they had come here, and there was only one day before the competition began. On this day, the members of the Flaming Red Squad inevitably ran into the
students of the Royal Academy in the inn. But each time, the attitude of the other side made people want to knock them down to the ground and beat them violently, as if everyone owed them millions.
“If it hadn’t been for the boss, I would have cleaned them up already.” Shile rolled up his sleeves and bumped his st on his palm. In Yan Di vocabulary, this attitude was standard hooliganism.
It was unclear if there had been a problem with Shen Yanxiao’s brainwashing process. Although the
Flaming Red Squad maintained a kind attitude towards other races, the style of the whole team had changed completely.
These originally honest and pure teenagers, now, one was more shameless than the other. The black-bellied and cunning character of Shen Yanxiao had really been handed down.
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