Who fooled who, who blacklisted who?

  When Ruo Feng heard Father say these things, she only then discovered that the Wind and Cloud Academy was actually such an academy. She had thought it wasn't anything special, but unexpectedly it was quite good.

  "Ah, Feng Er, you know too little about this world. You didn't even understand these things before. Let Papa tell you what Papa knows about this world!"

  Like the wind nodded, sat beside his father, listening to Ye Dingtian said a lot, until late at night before each returned to their room to sleep.

  "Master, Little Longlong has coughed up blood!" Returning to the summoning world, they discovered a major problem. It turned out that there was someone even more miserable than them - Little Longlong, who had actually coughed up blood!

  "What's going on?"

  "Can't withstand the master's demonic talent!"

  He dare not say "pervert" in front of his master, so he uses "demon" instead. Clever, huh? Hehe...

  His face twitched like the wind, "Take good care of him, follow me, and you don't even have this skill, what's the point of calling yourself a dragon clan, it's humiliating!"

  The little dragon, who had just woken up, heard his master's words and became furious in his small heart. He chattered on and on, but no one could understand his dragon language. Feeling wronged, he let out a loud cry and vowed to be even more cunning and abnormal than his master. [And so began the legend of Dragon's Struggle]

  "Little dragon, what master said is right! If you can't take it, following master will indeed bring shame!"

  Xiao Long snorted, you're not much better than me, what's so great about you? I'm just too well-nourished and got a nosebleed, while you're just dazed from being scared. And yet you still have the nerve to say that. Unfortunately, his Dragon Language skills were non-existent, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't express what he meant.

  "Good boy!"

  Wudong picks up the little guy and gives him a pop on his butt, watching as he wobbles around, laughing mischievously.

  "Damn it!!!"

  Xiao Long continued his futile protest, but his inner voice went unheard, "Nothing better to do, might as well tease you!"

  Xiao Long glared at him, secretly vowing in his heart that one day he would turn the tables and find someone to expose his true nature. [The Chronicles of a Scheming Heart]

  The next day, early in the morning, Feng was woken up by a loud noise. After washing and dressing, he went out to find that the entire inn was covered in white, a uniform white color, which immediately raised a question in his mind.

  "Is the guest dead?"

  Her words shocked everyone, and they stared at her with cold, murderous gazes. Suddenly, it was as if the wind had changed, and she thought of those white-robed people, realizing that this was the uniform of the Fengyun Academy disciples.

  "Sorry, making such a big noise so early in the morning and wearing white clothes, I thought someone had died at the inn..."

  Yue Ruo Feng's explanation immediately enraged the people of Feng Yun Academy, an older man sternly said, "Yue Ruo Feng, don't think that just because you're a disciple of Elder Qing Tian, you can be so arrogant!"

  Like the wind looked at him, saw the tribal elder walking in, pretended to be afraid and retreated, and cried out in grievance, "This brother, if Like the Wind doesn't go to the Academy, then you won't kill me!"

  Before everyone could understand what was happening, a loud angry shout rang out, "Who dares to kill the old man's beloved disciple!"

  "Chief!"

  The white-clothed disciples finally understood, and they glared at her with hatred, not expecting that even before entering the door, she would be so overbearing. If she were to enter, wouldn't it be defying heaven!

  "Girl, what did you just say? Who wants to kill you?"

  "Chieftain..."

  "Shut up! I didn't ask you to speak!"

  The chief elder shouted loudly, looking at the pitiful tears in Ruhua's eyes, with a gentle face, "Girl, tell Shifu, Shifu will help you vent!"

  The entire arena was filled with gasps of shock, and the Tribal Elder actually took her in directly, making her his closed-door disciple. Just now, she had clearly framed him, but now...

  One by one, the sound of gritted teeth rose, like the wind wiping away tears, looking at the white-robed disciples. "Chieftain, Like Wind still won't go to the Academy, they say Like Wind has no skills, if he went, he would definitely kill me!"

  "Bang! Which son of a bitch said this damn thing!"

  Second update, damn it, no collection, does everyone not want to add more, waaahhh