“Say it again! Say it again! Once we get back to Longmen, even if you don’t agree, I’ll just challenge Steven Carter on my own!” Charles Foster flared up the moment she heard the name Steven Carter. There were quite a few dragonborn families, and among them, the Eight Great Dragon Clans were especially known for producing geniuses throughout history. The surname Yasha was one of the Eight Great Dragon Clans, reputed as one of the birthplaces of Longxuan prodigies—but so what?

The Kinnara family was also one of the Eight Great Dragon Clans among the dragonborn! Every generation produced its own genius! Robert Foster was the genius of this generation, but he just didn’t have the domineering aura of Steven Carter; instead, he was always kind and gentle with others, more like a schoolteacher than a Longxuan.

Robert Foster gently waved his hands at his sides. “Alright, alright, let’s drop it, let’s drop it.”

The two of them left the secret hideout of the Prison Xuan Evil Dragon, having found nothing useful, and headed straight for the Tenth City of Burning Dragon City—Wind and Snow City. Outsiders more often called it the Wind and Snow Branch, and referred to Burning Dragon City as Burning Dragon Academy.

As for the Four Great Dragon Cities? Their original form was actually four massive academies created by the dragonborn. After many years of development, they became today’s Four Great Dragon Cities.

Each of the Four Great Dragon Cities developed in one of the known directions—east, south, west, or north—of the continent. Burning Dragon City developed to the north, where over a hundred cities had already sprung up. Almost every city was equipped with a Longxuan Academy, and those academies that had been established for many years and met the required points could be called branches of Burning Dragon Academy.

The Longxuan Academy in Wind and Snow City was the only one in nearly a hundred years in Burning Dragon City to reach the required points and officially become a branch of Burning Dragon Academy, known as the Tenth Branch. It could directly receive technical support from Burning Dragon City, as well as resources from the main academy.

Today, the Tenth Branch of Burning Dragon Academy was unusually lively. Students were practically breaking their heads trying to get closer to the academy’s VIP guest lodge.

Robert Foster! The pride of the main academy of Burning Dragon City, who entered Longmen at a young age, a Longxuan prodigy skilled in both arts and martial arts, had come to the Tenth Branch of Burning Dragon Academy today and was being received by the vice dean!

“Why aren’t you in class or cultivating? What are you all doing here? Do you want to be expelled?”

Suddenly, a wild, gruff, and somewhat impatient yet very anxious voice rang out from behind the crowd.

The students, hearing this familiar voice, all shrank their necks and quickly scattered in all directions with their heads down. No one dared to look back at the short but extremely burly white-bearded principal, John Bennett.

“Yucheng! Where is he? Where’s the kid you mentioned? Where is he? Take me to see him!”

John Bennett pushed open the gate of the small courtyard where Robert Foster was temporarily staying. Beneath his long white eyebrows were a pair of bright, spirited eyes. His heavy breathing was almost like a fire-breathing dragon beast, expressing uncontrollable excitement, completely ignoring the frowning, displeased look on Charles Foster’s face not far away.

When Robert Foster saw John Bennett enter, he immediately stood up, bowed deeply to the principal, and performed the disciple’s salute, saying, “Shishu.”

“Still so polite, very good, very good. Shishu likes polite juniors like you.” John Bennett laughed heartily. Standing in front of the handsome Robert Foster, he only reached the other’s chest in height, but his burly build clearly surpassed Robert Foster, his whole body radiating explosive strength.

Charles Foster pouted her red lips on the side, enough to hang a soy sauce bottle from them. Back when this John Bennett was still in Burning Dragon City, he didn’t used to praise Robert Foster like this.

“Pedantic! No vigor! Is a man still a man if he’s not rough? So pretentious! Far less domineering than Steven Carter from Extreme Dragon City!”

Whenever Charles Foster recalled John Bennett’s previous evaluation of Robert Foster, she felt uncomfortable. This rough old man was now sucking up just because he’d heard that Robert Foster had found someone who hadn’t cultivated any dragon power yet already possessed forty percent innate dragon blood.

“So shameless…” Charles Foster, realizing she was being ignored, simply muttered under her breath.

Shameless? John Bennett turned a deaf ear to Charles Foster’s quiet mockery, thinking to himself: How much is shamelessness worth? How much per pound? If you want it, I’ll sell you all I have! Right now, we’re dealing with someone who has forty percent innate dragon blood! He has no family, no partner, and no master!

If he could become this person’s master, then he’d never have to worry about enemies coming for him when he was too old to fight.

“Yucheng, Shishu has always been very fond of you, you know.” John Bennett looked at Robert Foster with a beaming smile. The vice principal standing nearby felt as if the principal was a starving wolf who had just spotted a beautiful woman on a deserted street at night.

Charles Foster got goosebumps all over, but couldn’t say anything more to John Bennett. After all, it was understandable—right now, everyone was facing a little freak with forty percent innate dragon blood! Any principal or strong cultivator, upon hearing of someone with such potential, would be tempted to take them as a disciple.