Without waiting for the school board to ask questions, the Norton Pavilion first came to a regular visitor.

"I heard that you beat up the guys on the school board, so I brought two bottles of Moutai over to celebrate."

Caesar patted the box on his hand.

"Sit down and let the kitchen cook one more serving."

Lu Mingfei instructed Yuan Zhinu.

"Well, half a portion will do."

Caesar hurriedly said.

He'd seen the amount of food for the Crimson Star Warband, and one person here was more than he usually needed for a day.

"Thank you for reaching out last time, the Crimson Star Warband will always remember it."

Waiting for him to take a seat, Lu Mingfei said solemnly.

"Money is a trivial matter, and rivals and friends like you are the rarest."

Caesar waved his hand.

Lu Mingfei nodded, he agreed with Caesar's words.

"Can you show me the school board papers?"

Caesar said.

"No problem."

He looked at Fingal, who pulled the crumpled papers out of his pocket and handed them to Caesar.

Caesar picked up the paper and scanned it, and Pompeii Gattuso's signature was impressive.

"Sure enough, those old guys made it."

He sneered.

"Does President Caesar have a bad relationship with your family?"

Fingal asked curiously, and Chu Zihang also cast an inquiring look.

"Naturally, lions and hyenas don't go along. My uncle called and said he was coming to the academy to do something, and when he looked at me, I knew they were going to make trouble again. ”

Caesar said disdainfully.

"Probably I'm going to come to Xingshi to ask for guilt."

Fingal shrugged.

"A group of ghouls, who are in a position to question the actions of the male lions? They should be slapped hard before they understand that this world is not their vanity fair. ”

Caesar said viciously.

"Understood, I'll do it myself."

Lu Mingfei said.

He originally planned to let Chu Zihang teach them a lesson, but Caesar hated the school board so much, and he didn't mind venting his anger for his friends in the war group.

"That's not what I meant, well, thanks."

Caesar said helplessly.

There are always subtle misunderstandings in communication with Lu Mingfei, but he doesn't hate this feeling.

"Frost hates it, but it's my uncle after all. I hope Lu Jun will give me face and don't beat him too hard. ”

Caesar paused.

"No problem."

Lu Mingfei knew that this was the real purpose of his visit, but he didn't expose it.

Sending charcoal in the snow is the most rare, not to mention that Caesar really has nothing to ask for the warband, just purely out of character and appreciation, which is even more precious.

As long as Caesar doesn't betray humanity and the Emperor, he will always be a friend of the Crimson Star Warband.

After eating a pot of chicken and a large bowl of potato stew, Caesar went away satisfied.

He was a little tempted to hire a Chinese chef for the student union, but after thinking about it, he dismissed the idea.

It's not that I can't afford it, but it seems more interesting to come to Norton to eat.

After all, the way this group of people eats is so fragrant.

Early the next morning, the Gattuso family's motortour drove to the gates of Kassel.

As Italy's leading elite family, the team is all black Mercedes seven-seaters, and only the front car is a blue Ferrari.

The Ferrari stopped at the door, unable to move forward with the Mercedes behind it.

Frost looked at the person who stopped in front of the car with a gloomy face, he didn't expect this S-class to be so arrogant that he dared not let the Gattuso family's convoy enter the door.

"Lu Mingfei, what are you going to do?"

He stepped out of the car with his cane.

"Club activities."

Lu Mingfei said while sharpening his sword.

The living spirit emitted an aggrieved sword roar, and after it evolved, it could already repair itself, and it didn't need to be sharpened at all.

"What club activities?"

Frost asked in a deep voice.

"The academy has no limits on martial arts days, and everyone who enters the school is a participant."

Lu Mingfei replied.

"I refuse to be a part of this little kid's trick."

Frost snorted.

"You have no right to refuse."

He said calmly.

"Who gave you permission to do this?"

Frës asked.

"Headmaster Angers."

"It's ridiculous, I'm going to call him right now and ask him to ban this boring activity."

Frost dialed the phone, but no one answered.

"The principal was dragged by the members of our club to learn because his left foot entered the school gate."

Fingal said with a grin.

On the other end of the phone, Yuan Zhinu was making tea for Ange.

In terms of tea art, the former No. 1 Cowherd has full confidence and is absolutely superior to the fake elegance of Angers.

"It's just nonsense! I command you, in the name of the Board of Trustees, to get out of the way at once. Otherwise, you will be punished severely. ”

Frost said in a fierce voice.

But no one paid attention to his words, Fingal was buckling his nose, Sakai Akina was warming up, and Eri Yi wanted to touch his cane but was stopped by Chu Zihang.

And Lu Mingfei, he was reading the score.

Yes, after knowing that the head of the group was distressed by the new blood of the club, the chief singer wrote a song to welcome the new people overnight.

Lu Mingfei was greatly moved and decided to sing it himself.

If the anger could be turned into substance, then Frost would have unleashed the Candle Dragon of the World-Destroying Words at this moment.

But after all, he is an old man, and the anger in his heart and his face have become gentle.

"Lu Mingfei, I know you, you are from China, and your childhood was not happy. Your parents left you and disappeared, your aunt sneered at you, and you were bullied at school, intentionally or unintentionally. ”

"All this has long been your weak and evasive character, and at the moment when your personality is about to be stereotyped, it has become the current violent megalomania."

Frost narrates Lu Mingfei's experience like an interviewer reading a resume.

"But it's not your fault, and it's not a problem. S-class bloodlines should have S-class pride, but you have to figure out who to release. ”

"You have an old Chinese saying, good birds choose trees to perch. Compared to a club, the school board is the stage where you should really fit in. ”

Frost said in a sincere tone.

Fingal nodded his head again and again, and he felt that although the old boy looked a little annoying, what he said still made sense.

"I've heard that you have a good relationship with Caesar, and that's good. He was destined to become the head of the Gattuso family, the king of the half-bloods. And you will be his closest brother and strongest supporter, just like the Black King and the White King. ”

Frost said unabashedly.

"The Black King and the White King? You want to be a dragon? ”

Lu Mingfei finally spoke.

"Dragons? No, that's the race that has been eliminated. The Gattuso family has never been a loser, not before, and never will. ”

Frost shook his head.

"I know you're very hostile to dragons and consider yourself the guardian of humanity. Rest assured, the Gattuso family also recognizes their own human identity. Mankind has landed on the moon, and our future is a sea of stars. ”

He said impassionedly, waving his cane.

"This old boy can really say, he can't be Austrian, right?"

Fingal muttered.

"But the future of humanity is going to be dominated by the Gattuso family, right?"

Lu Mingfei said the subtext of Frost's words.

"Human history always needs guides, in ancient times it was the Greek and Qin dynasties, and in the past it was the United States and the Soviet Union, why can't the Gattuso family replace it?"

Frost's golden eyes are brimming with hot ambition.

"The future of humanity needs the guidance of the emperor, not a careerist like you. Beat to seventy percent death. ”

Lu Mingfei ordered.

"Understood!"

Fingal and Akina Sakai pounced excitedly, one left and one right.

(End of chapter)