What is this dragon ...... doing?

Chapter 84

Wen Yao pushed open the door and looked at Shi Rui, who was sitting alone in the inquiry room.

The dim light shone in through the narrow window, and the modest inquiry room was shrouded in a layer of oppressive atmosphere.

On closer inspection, Shi Rui's eyebrows look a bit like Shi An's, but their temperaments are so different that it's hard to believe that they are related if you don't make a serious comparison.

I don't know if it was the light, but Shi Rui's face looked strangely pale.

Although he tried his best to suppress it, the agitation and uneasiness still came out from the bottom of his eyes.

Wen Yao came in, and sat down at Shi Rui's. He was a very good man, and he was a very good man.

She lowered her head, flipped the file in her hand and scanned it, "Shi Rui?"

Shi Rui habitually hooked up the corners of his mouth and smiled at his opponent:

"Yes."

Smile.

He's good at making that face.

The upturned corners of his mouth soften the contours of his face, narrowing the shape of his eyes and hiding all the emotions underneath.

With the right angle of control, a smile can be the perfect disguise, and a weapon of choice.

"I wonder ...... what you called me here for?"

Shi Rui paused, a trace of vulnerability appeared on his face, "After the change of heart just now, I am really exhausted, I think my father should also be very worried about my well-being, may I ask ...... when I will probably be able to leave?"

His remark was very clever.

Not only do they put themselves in the position of victims, but they also nod to their family background without a trace.

However, the brown-skinned, brown-eyed woman in front of him seemed not to be touched.

There was little expression on her face, and her eyes were deep, like a pool of silent lake water.

Shi Rui subconsciously tightened his fingers.

He had heard of the great name of the woman in front of him.

Wen Yao.

Mu Hang's inner circle, the chief combat captain of the Combat Section, is still young, but already has a great deal of success in battle and is highly regarded.

Even though Shi Rui was confident that he would leave no trace, he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.

Wen Yao retracted his gaze and said gently:

"Don't worry, it's just the usual questions, you can leave afterward."

Shi Rui nodded his head to show his cooperation, but every muscle in his body tensed up.

Wen Yao asked, "How is your relationship with your half-brother Shi An?"

Shi Rui hadn't expected the other party to be so open and honest, but it was a question he had prepared for.

"Uh, okay?" Shi Rui pursed her lips, a little tongue-tied.

"At least I think so."

Wen Yao: "Oh?"

Shi Rui took a deep breath, as if giving up covering up, gave an awkward laugh, "You should also already know, I am after all an illegitimate child, brother he ...... Shi An he does not like it too much is also normal la, although we have the same father, but the relationship is more distant, not counted as close, but there isn't much conflict either."

Wen Yao nodded, "So."

Instead of continuing the conversation, she turned to the question, "Shi An's whereabouts are unknown at this time, do you have any idea where he might have gone?"

In that moment, Shi Rui was mentally relieved.

-So it is.

It's for Shi An.

A look of concern passed over his face, "What? Is brother missing?"

Wen Yao: "Right."

Shi Rui tightened her brows, lowered her eyes and contemplated for a few seconds, then slowly shook her head, "I'm sorry ...... It's like I said just now, my brother, Shi An, and I aren't really too close, and as for where he might have gone I'm really not sure."

He raised his eyes and suggested with utmost sincerity, "Or you can ask his friends? Lin Yanming, Wang Li, Zhao She, these people, they might know where brother is going."

Wen Yao nodded and pushed a piece of paper over, "Their names."

Shi Rui swished those names.

He put down his pen and hesitated for a few seconds before speaking, "While I know I'm not in a position to say this, ......"

Shi Rui looked up, the worry and concern in his eyes unmistakable, "Please, find him, or father he ......"

His throat caught.

Wen Yao nodded and took the note back, saying, "You can go now."

The moment the other party's words fell, it was like a heavy stone had been removed from his chest, and Shi Rui felt that he was immediately able to breathe smoothly again.

His face still maintaining that look of a worried brother, he bowed at Wen Yao.

Wen Yao's cold voice came from overhead:

"...... You don't look as if you're terribly keen to know what's really going on at the school."

Shi Rui's heart thumped.

He lifted his head and met the woman's calm gaze.

Wen Yao's eyes were deep, "You didn't ask a single question about the accident the entire time."

After a brief moment of panic, Shi Rui once again raised his smile out of habit and said:

"After all, ...... this kind of thing, even if I ask, I shouldn't be able to get an answer, so I simply don't ask."

Wen Yao looked at him steadily.

She seemed to accept that explanation and nodded, withdrawing her gaze, "You may go."

Shi Rui's back disappeared outside the door of the interview room.

Wen Yao picked up the note on the table, crumpled it up and threw it into the wastepaper basket.

She hadn't come here this time to inquire about Shi An's whereabouts or to get any valid information out of the other woman's mouth.

It's just for observation.

After realizing that he was brought here because of Shi An, Shi Rui's next state of mind was clearly more relaxed and natural.

He's trying too hard to get the Shi An-related scenes right, causing him to lose control of the big picture.

This student, Shi Rui, is not only hiding something about Shi An, but may even be trying to hide more secrets.

Wen Yao called his men in:

"Find the one with the best concealment spell and follow him."

"Whoever he associates with, whatever he says to anyone, come and report it to me."

"Yes."

Hands off.

Wen Yao took a deep breath and raised a hand to pinch the bridge of his nose.

Mu Hang's speculation came to her mind.

The Ableist Academy received no damage to its external defenses, and it's likely that it's still being let in.

A student by definition does not have that access.

Hope ......

Her guess was wrong.

Wen Yao didn't give herself any time to rest, she stood up and walked quickly toward the door.

She's going to make a trip back to Administration.

Zhuo Fu, though unreliable, was now her last hope of finding Mu Hang.

*

Mu Hang felt like he was falling into a very deep, very distant dream.

This dream is broken and chaotic, déjà vu.

There was a deep darkness in front of me.

The teenager leaned down to his ear, his white arm wordlessly wrapping around his shoulder.

His eyelashes were dark, his waist was slender, and his lips were cold and soft.

His arms twisted a little.

Mu Hang heard his bones cackle.

The darkness around him was as deep as a quagmire, pulling him down towards the depths of the abyss.

Before the fall, Mu Hang awoke.

His eyes snapped open.

The air that suddenly rushed into his chest was cold and dry, as if thousands of small knives had cut at his throat, bringing a sharp stinging sensation.

Mu Hang coughed up, his memory coming back to him, his mind flashing back to the last scene he saw before he passed out.

The darkness, the howling wind, the approaching dragon, the tail curled around his own waist.

He took a steadying breath and raised his eyes, surveying where he was now.

This is a huge cave, empty and cold, the rock presents a strange brownish-black color, as if it had been melted and then solidified again, there is an irregular circular opening at the top of the head, and the cold light sprinkles in from the outside, vaguely illuminating the scene inside the cave.

Almost instantly, Mu Hang realized that he was afraid he had been taken back inside the dragon's lair.

Could this be where the dragon has been hiding all along?

Mu Hang frowned.

He'd seen dragons kill before, and killing a human was as easy for a dragon as stepping on an ant.

...... Why didn't the dragon kill him?

Mu Hang doesn't know the answer and doesn't need to know the answer.

All he knew was that not killing him immediately this time would be the worst decision the dragon had ever made.

Mu Hang took a deep breath, and his thoughts drifted to Shi An's body, his mind finally having a moment of respite in this moment.

Since the dragon was here, there would be no chance that it could lay another hand on Shi An.

Although he was temporarily behind bars, at least there would no longer be any threat to Shi An in the entire Ability Master Academy.

The abyssal rift was small before it disappeared, and the demons that escaped from it were not enough to be feared with Shi An's strength.

Mu Hang closed his eyes.

Still, even so, he desperately needed to leave.

The young man's face passed before his eyes, dark eyes, smiling lips, eyes that trusted with all his heart.

It had been a long time since we'd last seen each other, long enough for Mu Hang to feel instinctively annoyed and displeased.

Although he told himself that Shi An would be safe from accidents this time, being on campus and with Administration personnel stationed there, ......

But ......

What happened last time in the Avon district, Mu Hang doesn't want to go through that again.

He opened his eyes.

The bottom of his eyes were cold and dark, like an unfathomable abyss.

Mu Hang pressed down on his vaguely aching chest and scrutinized his wounds, a few broken and displaced ribs, and deep bone-deep claw marks on his shoulders, serious but not fatal.

Mu Hang opens his hand and holds his fingertips in a false grip.

The sword condensed by magic power did not appear in his palm, after all, after seeing his own sword break twice, Mu Hang was already incredibly clear that if he wanted to slay a dragon, there was no way for a normal weapon to do so.

The sword.

Only that sword could tear through the dragon's impenetrable scale armor, cut open its chest, and gouge out that hot, bleeding heart.

Mu Hang lifted his eyes to the narrow sliver of pale sky above his head.

He had to get out of here before the dragon returned.

However, just after taking a step, Mu Hang sensed that something was wrong.

He raised his hand and slowly pressed his palm into the void.

An invisible magic barrier blocked his way.

This is ...... made by Megalosaurus?

Mu Hang was stunned.

But it was at that moment that the regular sound of wings was heard in the air overhead.

The gale was swept up and whistled among the rock walls with a sharp windy sound, and the next moment, only a loud rumble was heard, a shadow covered the hole overhead, and the whole mountain seemed to tremble.

The dragon caught the edge of the rock wall with its sharp, gruesome claws, and fragments of broken rock fell in bits and pieces, hitting the bottom of the cave with a hollow echo.

Mu Hang looks up.

Only a huge dragon with a silver-white body landed at the entrance of the cave.

It lowered its head, its golden-red vertical pupils were like blazing fire, carrying an invisible and intense sense of oppression as it silently looked towards the human who had been plundered by itself in the depths of the cave.

In that moment, Mu Hang felt a strange shiver climb up his spine.

It's not fear.

It was as if the blood rolled and boiled all over his body, and every cell in his body yearned to bathe in the other's blood and watch the other howl miserably.

It was as if the pull of fate was working invisibly, and the desire to kill was whispering in his ears.

Words that Shi An had once described swept through his mind.

Mu Hang slowly narrowed his eyes, and the killing intent under his eyes increased.

The next second, he saw that the dragon that had landed at the top of the cavern took a step backward, and the shadow it had cast on the ground disappeared.

Mu Hang: "......"

The "Crowd

Before he could react to what was really happening, the shadows reappeared and began to descend downward.

Mu Hang reflexively stepped back.

He jerked his head up, his pupils clenching suddenly.

--The next moment, only great handfuls of golden hay were seen fluttering and spilling down from overhead.

Mu Hang dodged and got spilled all over.

He stiffened, "......"

Immediately afterward, more hay clattered down, like a strange downpour, and in a moment it flooded and covered the whole cave.

Soon the rain finally stopped as the hay was piled up to the level of Mu Hang's calves.

Shadows once again covered the hole overhead.

The massive dragon flapped its wings and landed gracefully and lightly through the hole overhead.

The hay at the bottom of the cave was swept up by the strong air currents and flew wildly in the narrow, semi-enclosed space.

The gargoyle leaned down and surveyed the straw-covered cavern before him with a majestic gaze.

Immediately afterward, it probed its paws and cautiously grabbed a bale of hay, then carefully placed the grass in a relatively thin spot to even out the entire burrow.

The gargoyle happily clawed at the hay below, then curled himself comfortably into it.

Mu Hang: "......"

He gazed at the scene before him in silence, as if he had become a statue that could neither speak nor move.

--just the crumbs of hay that had fallen all over his shoulders and hair.

This dragon ......

What's it doing?