The domineering president fell in love with the horrified me

Long Batian didn't want to nag Debbie about the third princess you saw in front of you. In fact, she was just a puppet controlled by the two girls Ju Feiyao and Bai Meigui.

"Where are Paula and Doreen? And where is that damn fat cat hanging around?" Debbie screamed loudly. "Ouch, why does my arm hurt so badly all of a sudden?" Debbie looked down and found that there was a bloody hole on her arm, and the blood was gushing out like a floodgate.

"It's the work of that bitch Agatha! It has nothing to do with me! Just smear some mud on it, it's just a small matter!" Long Batian talked nonsense carelessly.

"Oh, I remember!" Debbie's confused mind finally cleared up for a moment.

"Where are all our friends? Why are there only three of us left?"

"I can't care about so much. Paula and Doreen, those two unlucky creatures have been captured! That fat cat actually betrayed his country and surrendered to the enemy!" Long Batian complained with a sigh.

"Why don't you go and save them? Why don't you twist off the fat cat's head and kick it like a ball?" Debbie was shocked. The thought of the fat cat's extremely flattering, servile, and begging appearance was simply sickening.

"Why don't you go into battle yourself?" Long Batian asked in a bad tone.

"I...how could I have that ability?" Debbie frowned and glared at her stand-in.

"Do I have that ability?" Long Batian retorted.

"How dare you talk to me like that?" Debbie was furious. "Why are you yelling at me?"

"Debbie, stop making trouble!" Long Batian defended innocently.

"I don't care! You just yelled at me! You have to apologize to me!!" Debbie said as she started pulling Long Batian's hair again and bit him hard. "You have to apologize to me! You have to apologize!!"

"I'll apologize, okay?" Long Batian rolled his eyes in anger. It was simply a nightmare to encounter a master with such drastic emotional fluctuations.

"Stop arguing, both of you. Something terrible might happen. Is there a checkpoint at the city gate?" Maureen signaled the two funny guys to be quiet for a while and reminded them.

After hearing what Maureen said, Debbie barely suppressed her anger and planned to find a suitable opportunity to teach this disobedient substitute a lesson that would last a long time.

As expected, the city gate was filled with densely packed soldiers, as if waiting for prey to come. Long Batian, who was in the distance, took a glance and immediately determined that this team was by no means an ordinary one.

"What should we do now?" Debbie turned pale with fright when she saw the situation.

"Long Batian, it's up to you. Carry me out! I'm one body length ahead of you! I'm cheering for you!" Debbie made the request without hesitation.

Long Batian simply ignored Debbie's nonsense.

"That's the Tyre Kingdom's trump card army - the Iron Blood, led by Earl of the Brand family - Song Brand!" Maureen's expression was extremely serious. "It's simply a pipe dream to force your way through! The Iron Blood army is composed entirely of seven-star-level stand-ins, magicians, and warriors. They are so powerful that they're terrifying."

Sure enough, when Long Batian looked from afar, he saw a middle-aged man with white hair and beard, wearing armor, with a scar across his face. He looked very imposing. He must be the head of the Brand family - Song Ge.

"Let's find a place to rest for a while before making a decision!" Maureen suggested.

"Today is the assessment day for Xingfeng Academy!" Debbie reminded.

"Have you come up with any good idea?" Long Batian asked puzzledly.

When Maureen heard Debbie's words, her eyes suddenly sparkled, "Debbie! You really have a good brain! This is a good idea! Right now, all the noble daughters from the Mogoro countries will come to take the test. We can take this opportunity to blend in with the losers and escape in the chaos!"