"Haha, you must be Marshall Morgan? I've heard that little girl Miranda mention you many times, and I've been wanting to meet you. Hmm, yes, now that I see you, you're indeed impressive, a true dragon among men."
The Dean of Vermilion Bird Academy carefully examined Marshall Morgan, stroking his grizzled beard and nodding repeatedly.
"You're too kind, Dean!"
Marshall Morgan replied modestly.
However, he was, after all, a sixteen-year-old boy. Being praised by such an important figure made him feel delighted, and he couldn't help but smile.
"Grandfather, you shouldn't praise him. Look at him, how proud he is!"
Miranda glanced at Marshall Morgan and said.
Marshall Morgan smiled slightly and said, "Sister Murray, you can't possibly be jealous, right? Haha!"
"You're the one who's jealous! Kid, have you grown bolder now that you're on the Bronze List?"
Miranda gritted her teeth and glared at Marshall Morgan fiercely.
