Chapter 87: Beautiful Sculpture

On a moonless night, Lyle locked the door, and Shuishui confirmed there was no one around, making a circle sign through the gap in the windowsill. Tonight, Uncle Raelf wasn't on the night shift, so there wouldn't be the awkwardness of being questioned about his disappearance.

Lyle activated the teleportation to Andrei Academy.

The Cup of Luxury, a place of comfortable extravagance where it seemed time stood still in bliss.

Mr. Dragon leaned against the stone table, the large doll costume making the intricately carved seat beneath it look petite. He idly fiddled with an agate crown, his dragon claws scraping against the golden frame as if venting his resentment.

In the past, Lyle's gaze would undoubtedly be fixed on Mr. Dragon, whether it was because of his mentor and friend's gloominess or the dazzling treasure in his hands.

However, something that had never appeared before now caught Lyle's attention.