Supreme Dragon Lord-Chapter 52-

"Greetings, Senior Sister!" the disciples of the Bing Institute bowed respectfully.

"Senior Sister?" The disciples inside their rooms also heard the commotion and ran out. Seeing that it was Chen Yao in person, tens of thousands of disciples hurriedly bowed in greeting.

Long Chen was stunned that a single division like the Bing Institute, part of the Wuzong Human Institute, could have so many disciples.

"I am now a Human Institute Steward, so you can no longer call me Senior Sister." Chen Yao waved her hand dismissively. "Are the Heads of the Court present?"

"Here!" Five young men and women in their twenties quickly stepped forward.

Long Chen observed them and couldn’t help but marvel privately. The Heads of the Court are so young.

Moreover, all the disciples of the Bing Institute were around seventeen or eighteen years old. The oldest among them didn’t seem to be over twenty.

Chen Yao smiled at Long Chen. "You don’t need to be so surprised. Disciples of the Heaven, Earth, and Human Three Institutes are all under the age of twenty, regardless of their cultivation level. Once a disciple turns twenty, if they haven’t reached the War King Realm, they must begin serving as a steward.

"If they still haven’t broken through to the War King Realm by the age of twenty-two, they undergo a screening. The strongest are selected to remain in the Sect as Heads of the Court, while the weaker ones are dispatched to work outside the Sect. These five were the ones chosen to stay and manage the Bing Institute."

Upon hearing this, the five Heads of the Court all smiled in embarrassment.

So that’s how it is. Long Chen had a moment of realization. Chen Yao was over twenty and at the Half-step War King Realm, which was why she had become a steward.

If she still hasn’t reached the War King Realm in two years, when she’s over twenty-two, she could also end up as a Head of the Court, or even be sent outside the Sect.

"His name is Long Chen. He’s a disciple I recruited from Dragon City today. Arrange a room for him," Chen Yao said.

"Recruited from Dragon City?" The five Heads of the Court glanced at each other. It seems Chen Yao failed to win over Su Miaoyu, the possessor of the Emperor Meridians.

One of the female Heads of the Court bowed. "Steward Chen, several disciples from the Ding Court were promoted here today. Of the nine hundred and one rooms, only the First Room is still available. Would it be acceptable for him to stay there?"

The other four Heads of the Court all fixed their eyes on Chen Yao, their gazes probing. They knew exactly what the problem was with the First Room.

"The First Room? With Fatty Tang?" Chen Yao’s lovely face turned ashen. "Absolutely not!" she rejected icily.

In an instant, the expressions of the five Heads of the Court—and indeed all the disciples—changed as they shot meaningful glances at Long Chen.

Does Chen Yao really value him this much? the crowd wondered in shock.

Long Chen frowned as he noticed everyone’s strange looks. The First Room? Fatty Tang?

"Forget it. In that case, he’ll stay with me tonight." After speaking, Chen Yao looked at Long Chen. "Follow me to the Deacon House."

"What?" The crowd’s eyes widened in disbelief. Chen Yao is letting Long Chen stay with her? This has never happened before! Forget the Human Institute—in the entire Sect, Chen Yao has never shown this much favor to anyone! She’s the daughter of the Grand Elder of the Human Institute, the former strongest disciple, the Senior Sister of the whole institute!

"Is that... appropriate?" Long Chen’s eyelids twitched, equally in disbelief.

"It doesn’t matter. I don’t mind, so why should you?" Chen Yao said nonchalantly. "If you have aspirations of something more happening between us, I wouldn’t mind being your dao companion, provided you have the ability."

"What!" The crowd was shocked yet again. Some were so stunned they collapsed to the ground. Even if she’s joking, she can’t joke like that! Is she staking her own reputation on this? Even if nothing happens, an unmarried man and woman living together... the gossip would be terrible!

Even Long Chen was frozen in place. I never thought Chen Yao was capable of joking, let alone making a joke like this.

"Steward Chen, please don’t jest with me. I’ll stay in the First Room," Long Chen said hurriedly, cupping his fists.

Chen Yao’s brows knitted together as she firmly objected, "Absolutely not! If you live there, you’ll eventually become a cowardly fool!"

"Say no more. You’re coming to my place to stay with me!"