Isidro was greatly astonished, and a layer of silver-white scales instantly covered his body.
Goodell, who was slightly behind, was equally ready, drawing his knight's longsword: "Xiaowu, this is not a joke. The Blood Demon has been dead for at least two thousand years, how could he possibly still be alive now? And you eliminated him?"
"That guy was quite dumb, he introduced himself and tried to negotiate conditions with me, hoping I'd let him off." Lu Wenwu shrugged, "How could that be possible? I had just heard his legend in the afternoon, so naturally, I directly blasted him."
"Indeed, it's not impossible."
A mighty voice sounded, belonging to none other than the great principal — Fiery Sun Law God·Douglas.
"But you two, there's no need to be tense, there is no longer any danger here. Mr. Tyrannosaurus has cleared away all dangerous factors, he is safe now, and so is the academy."
