Morris thought of the changes in the surrounding small towns over the past few years and felt that Lin Yan was right. The more prosperous this continent became, the better his and Lin Yan's lives would be.
If the world remained dilapidated, their lives would not be comfortable.
He was a giant dragon; a cave was enough, as long as it was filled with treasures. But Lin Yan was different; she was a fragile human who needed a soft bed, fine clothes, and delicious food.
Lin Yan's academy was built quickly. She copied all her knowledge to be placed in the academy's library for students to borrow.
After the sheepskin scrolls were transcribed, there wasn't much left, so she wrote down much more knowledge, such as medicine and pharmacology.
Most of the mixed-blood dragons had awakened their bloodlines. The remaining ones, though their bloodlines hadn't awakened, had recovered their health and were preparing for their next awakening.
After awakening, they did not leave Lin Yan's territory but chose to stay at Lin Yan Academy for a while longer.
With their parents present to guide them, and very interested in some of the courses at Lin Yan Academy, they stayed and became the first batch of students.
Lin Yan's academy was named Brenden, meaning great and practical. She hoped her students could be truly grounded in reality and go further.
There weren't many teachers yet; she had sent people to search for them. Although there hadn't been many responses, suitable teachers would eventually be found.
While the academy was just getting on track, Lin Yan's cosmetics business was already booming.
With the foundation of her previous cosmetics business, Lin Yan's commercial empire had expanded.
A steady stream of goods was shipped out, and more wealth flowed in.
These gold and silver coins were piled up in a large hall to serve as a bed for Morris in his dragon form.
Morris had plenty of treasures himself, but he still loved the room and the treasures in it that Lin Yan had prepared for him.
The Saintess learned of the Pope's plans from some high-ranking officials of the Holy See. Upon hearing that they intended to welcome Angelina back, she directly smashed the teacup in her hand.
No, she absolutely could not let Angelina return. If she returned, where would she stand?
"Help me summon Clarri and tell him to come as soon as possible!" The Saintess could no longer maintain her composure; she was very agitated.
"Yes, Your Excellency!" The personal maid was well aware of the Saintess's affairs and knew that her greatest concern was the former Saintess.
After responding, she immediately ran out to summon him for her.
"Wait a moment, first prepare the stationery. I need to write a letter to be sent back to the royal city."
"Yes." The personal maid quickly ran to another side.
She mustn't panic, mustn't panic. She would definitely be able to drive that person out of the Holy See again. She absolutely could not let Angelina return.
After the personal maid left, she raised her arm. Her hand was trembling, but she tried hard to conceal it. No one else was in the room now, but she still couldn't let anyone see her fear.
Angelina, why do you keep haunting me! It seems that mere exile was not enough. This time, I will take your life so that you can never return to the Holy See.
There can only be one Saintess, and that is me. I will never let you return!