Chapter 159: Are You a Dragon? (Rapidly Approaching)

It had been two days since the last swarm attack.

These two days were utterly calm, with barely any tremors at all, as if everything that had happened before was an illusion.

'Finally, it's quiet.'

Looking at the blue horizon, Li Ang couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

But he didn't believe the swarm would give up so easily—this calm was merely the stillness before the storm.

After all, massing troops takes time.

At that moment, a voice suddenly reached Li Ang's ears: "Li Ang? What are you doing here?"

He turned to see Ma Kusi walking toward him with Lu Ke.

"I bought some supplies from Aio Group and came today to pick them up."

That's right—the materials Li Ang purchased were delivered together with the Pioneering City's supplies, and he had to collect them in person.

"But Lu Ke, why haven't you gone back yet?"

In response to Li Ang's question, Lu Ke shrugged: "I'm leaving today—I'll catch a ride with Aio Group's aerial transport."

As the three spoke, a loud flapping of wings echoed from the sky, accompanied by faint rumbling sounds.

Li Ang looked up and saw the transport-type dragon beast he had seen before appear before him.

Only when he saw the creature up close did he realize just how enormous its size was.

As the transport-type dragon beast slowly landed on the open ground, a rush of wind scattered Li Ang's hair.

Immediately, countless Aio Group staff in uniform emerged from the dragon beast's body and began bustling about.

Watching the staff constantly coming and going as they moved supplies, Li Ang turned to Ma Kusi beside him and asked: "Shouldn't the city governor handle this kind of thing? Why are you here?"

"Aio Group and Pioneering City rotate their liaisons among management—this time it's my turn."

Ma Kusi gave a brief explanation.

Hearing this, Li Ang immediately understood.

At that moment, a middle-aged man walked up to Ma Kusi with a smile: "Long time no see, Director Ma Kusi."

"It's you, Dalok?" Ma Kusi immediately stepped forward to greet him.

The middle-aged man named Dalok teased: "Did I interrupt you?"

At these words, Ma Kusi's face darkened instantly.

Li Ang also understood Dalok's implication—the man was clearly accusing Ma Kusi of being greedy.

But this middle-aged man, who looked like a minor Aio Group leader, was almost certainly a third-tier powerhouse in Li Ang's perception, so Ma Kusi dared not say more.

At that moment, Dalok continued: "Ma Kusi, honestly, you're more suited to be a dragon than a demon."

Hearing this, Ma Kusi snapped: "Enough talk—get the handover done, then you can leave."

"Sorry," Dalok shrugged. "Someone placed an order with the group—we'll wait a while for them to come and collect the goods."

As he spoke, a voice suddenly rang out.

"I placed the order."

Dalok turned toward the voice and saw a young man walking toward him.

Yet he said nothing in return—his expression grew increasingly strange.

Only when Li Ang stood before him did Dalok manage to blurt out: "Kid, where are your elders?"

At these words,

the atmosphere turned peculiar.

Ma Kusi didn't react at first, but a few seconds later he stared at Li Ang in utter shock.

The chief of public security finally realized where his inexplicable sense of familiarity had come from.

And upon hearing the Aio Group staff's words, Li Ang instantly realized his pure-blood dragon identity had been exposed.

Seeing the varied expressions of those present, Dalok raised an eyebrow: "Seems I spoke out of turn—come with me."

Saying this, he led Li Ang toward another location.

At this moment, Lu Ke also sensed something was off.

He tugged at Ma Kusi's sleeve and whispered: "What's going on?"

"."

Ma Kusi had no idea how to answer.

After several minutes, he spoke in a strangely strained tone: "Li Ang is a dragon."

". Huh?"

Hearing this, Lu Ke's mouth dropped open in disbelief.

He never imagined the brother he'd just met these past two days was a dragon—his appearance gave not the slightest hint.

But Lu Ke wasn't stupid.

He knew exactly who Dalok was.

Given the man's earlier reaction, his "brother" was clearly someone of great importance!

Beside him, Ma Kusi stared at the direction Li Ang and Dalok had gone, his eyes flickering.

As chief of public security, he knew Li Ang had originally appeared in Open City 66 as a stowaway.

But now it seemed far from simple.

'If I recall correctly, some dragons send their offspring out to travel while still young—is he the same case?'

'If so, his elder is at least third-tier.'

'Or higher?'

'No wonder his profession is so unusual.'

If Li Ang were a dragon, then his strange behavior would be easy to explain.

Isn't it perfectly normal for a dragon to possess both a powerful body and extraordinary spellcasting ability?

'Thankfully, I'm not the type to torment my subordinates.'

After quickly recalling Li Ang's experiences in the Peace Bureau, Ma Kusi exhaled slightly in relief.

'But judging by this, the insect swarm these past two days must have been after him.'

Thinking of this, Ma Kusi slightly narrowed his eyes.

On the other side.

After bringing Li Ang to a secluded spot, Da Luoke could not help but show a hint of apology: "Sorry, kid, I didn't mean to expose your identity."

For this, Li Ang was momentarily at a loss.

He hadn't expected that simply coming to pick up a package would lead to his Ma Jia being revealed.

Now that it had happened, all he could do was find a way to minimize the impact—luckily, the only people who knew were Ma Kusi and Lu Ke.

As Li Ang fell silent, Da Luoke scrutinized the young dragon before him.

He had merely sensed earlier that the other was a very young pure-blooded dragon, but now, after careful observation, he couldn't help but be secretly startled.

'This kid's elders must be no ordinary beings.'

Da Luoke could clearly perceive just how high the bloodline level of this young dragon was—its origin was at least Fourth Tier.

Possibly even Fifth Tier.

'And this breed—'

'I've never seen anything like it.'

There are breed differences among dragons, and each breed's innate potential varies greatly.

To Da Luoke, Li Ang felt utterly unfamiliar—among all the dragon breeds he had encountered, none resembled this one.

'Not a local dragon.'

'Came from another star domain?'

If Li Ang knew what Da Luoke was thinking, he would likely be stunned.

Because the blood flowing through him now was Constantine's—in other words,

Li Ang's nonexistent 'elders' were the Black King.

At that moment, Da Luoke let out a soft murmur of surprise, his gaze fixed on Li Ang's right index finger.

Precisely, on the ring shaped like a ouroboros dragon on that finger.

Out of remembrance, Li Ang had not taken off the ring forged by Old Tang.