'Perfect Bald' lay on the back of his white dragon friend, laughing and rolling around. Luckily, he was sitting alone at the front.
"Baldy~" his friend Scriptonko complained, "If you keep moving like that, I won't catch you if you fall!"
"Dear Scrip~" 'Perfect Bald' sat up, clutching a tuft of fur on the white dragon's neck, "I've discovered that kids are indeed easy to fool~
No matter how savvy a college student is, they still can't avoid being taken advantage of by an experienced society person!"
"Though I don't know what you're talking about," Scrip snorted, speaking in a slightly sarcastic tone, "but if the experienced person you mean is that Snow Old Dog, I don't see any difference between the students and you."
'Perfect Bald' kicked his short legs: "Right now, I don't need him to coax me, anyway!"
"So, the Old Dog insisted on having the young master send people to deal with Amruwen Fortress just to attract the attention of the Wenjian Youth Group?"
