Italy.

A tourist harbor town in the northwest, also known as Portofino, it is backed by mountains and faces the sea.

On a sunny day, you can see sailboats coming in and out of the harbor and flocks of seagulls rising and falling, making it a rare holiday destination.

People come here to enjoy a variety of Mediterranean delicacies while sipping red wine and coffee, accompanied by seagulls, and the gentle sea breeze lifts the corners of the girls' skirts like white clouds.

It rarely rains here, but at this time it is still shrouded in torrential rain, and the rain seems to pour down from the canopy, and the original bright sun hangs in the sky.

But in the blink of an eye, it became covered with dark clouds, and the dark clouds were like ink, and the miserable white lightning swam in the black clouds, making a hideous roar, which made people shudder.

Because the sea level here is already relatively high, now under this canopy, it is as if you can touch this kind of clouds, even lightning, with your hand.

But a Rolls-Royce sedan sped up the winding road from the other end of the hill and soon entered a hotel on the top of the hill.

As he galloped in, the roar of the engine even drowned out the thunder in the sky.

One can imagine how ferocious the person in the sedan was driving the car, as if it had turned into a silver beast, but what made people feel more palpitating was the person who could control the beast.

The winding mountain road twists and turns, but the man driving the Rolls-Royce sedan did not slow down at every turn, but galloped all the way in a state of drift.

It wasn't until I came to the top of the hill that I made a perfect drift and paddled directly into the parking lot, and at this time the parking lot was already full of all kinds of luxury cars, limited edition Lamborghini, and even modified Mercedes.

Next to the Mercedes there is also a nondescript looking mountain bike.

The hotel on top of the hill is also ingenious, its entire exterior is made of marble, but the windows are very narrow, and from a distance it looks more like a white and thick fortress.

When the person in the driver's seat of the Rolls-Royce sedan pushed the door open, the waiter with an umbrella rushed up.

Guests of this level are very precious, and of course there is no slackness, so the waiter first covered the upper edge of the door with his palm to prevent the passengers inside from knocking their heads.

Moreover, almost all the umbrellas were given to the driver who was about to walk down, and the waiter did not care about the wet body at all.

The first to come out is a crystal calf with graceful curves, exuding a thrilling beauty.

Soon a girl who looked to be in her twenties stepped out of the car, and the other party's face was extremely delicate, richly dressed, and wearing a fur and shoulder.

The slender high heels revealed a hint of dignity, as if the golden brilliance was inlaid with gold embellishments, but there was a majesty on the cold cheeks that were not angry and arrogant.

And the waiter who held the umbrella for him was shocked on the spot, trembling and not daring to cross any way, not even daring to look over.

But at this moment, an old man with silver hair came out of the white building enthusiastically, and called out to the girl enthusiastically:

"Lisa, it's been a long time, you look a little bigger, I even remember when you were at Eton College, you cried because of some trivial things."

was told by others about the past troubles, but this queen-like girl did not have any dissatisfaction, but after seeing this old man, her cold cheeks suddenly bloomed into a smile, like an arctic flower blooming in the cold arctic, there is a bright and moving feeling.

The girl took the initiative to hug the old man, and said with a chuckle, "Ange, you still look the same as before, many years have passed, but the years have not left many traces on your body.

If it weren't for knowing that you're a half-blood, I'd even

will suspect that you are the reincarnation of some dragon king."

Lisa said, ending up as if she was joking, though she couldn't help but laugh herself.

Ange smiled bitterly and said, "If I were really a dragon king, I might not need to continue to be the headmaster of the Kassel Academy now, maybe I would be able to find the nest of those dragons and turn them upside down.

In fact, for an old man who is already more than a hundred years old, the god of time will definitely take pity on him and give him a little more time, after all, there are still some regrettable things that have not been done."

Ange sighed as he stretched out an arm, and the girl next to him pulled her arm up very naturally, smiling.

At first glance, it looks like an elderly father leading his growing daughter into a banquet.

"Have the other school directors arrived?"

Lisa couldn't help but ask.

He shook his head, "You're not the last, and there's another school director who hasn't come."

As he spoke, Ange turned his head to look at the end of the storm, for he had heard the roar of the engine, which he knew about the vehicle, which was supposed to be a Humvee.

Ange didn't walk directly into the hotel, but stood there and waited for more than a minute, and soon a Humvee like a black sword galloped towards it.

The speed of the other party was extremely ferocious, and the front of the car hit the wind and rain, and it looked like it was about to hit Ange and the others, but this Hummer braked urgently at a critical moment.

The heavy Humvee made a black arc on the ground and finally came to a steady stop in front of the hotel, the icy rain sneering against the hot hood.

However, when the Humvee came galloping, it looked like it was about to crash into Ange and Lisa, but neither of them dodged, and it seemed that they believed in the skills of the Humvee driver. qδ.net

Lisa, however, frowned, for the sight of the two of them standing here, still galloping in their direction in an almost defiant manner, was in itself a provocation to their majesty.

However, Ange did not say anything about this, he just looked calmly at the galloping Humvee, and then watched the Hummer finally stop in front of the hotel, and the old and elegant face remained indifferent.

"It looks like even the last school manager has arrived."

Ange said in a deep tone.

Then the back door of the Humvee was opened, and the first thing that came out was a large hand covered with white scales, and then an old man in his sixties and seventies walked out of the Humvee.