Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Chapter 222 Get Your Dead Brain Working!

After shouting those words, Xie Xie felt all the strength drain from his body, his back completely soaked in cold sweat, pressed tightly against the cold tree trunk.

He was panting heavily, like a fish out of water, but his ears were perked up, pressed tightly against the communicator, trying to catch any slight movement on the other end.

However, there was silence on the other end of the communicator.

A suffocating silence, not a sound could be heard.

Even the faint metallic clanging sounds in the background have completely disappeared.

Only a cold, soul-freezing silence remained on the communicator.

Then, the voice, which had been slightly languid and hoarse, and had just returned to a calm and polite tone, suddenly changed.

It became incredibly cold, each word carrying a biting chill and an undisguised murderous intent, piercing Xie Xie's eardrums through the communicator.

"who are you?"

Xie Xie shivered.

The chilling anger and vigilance contained in that voice reached Xie Xie's ears with absolute clarity.

He could almost see Yuan Enhui's body tense up instantly, his pupils contract sharply, and the terrifying aura emanating from his body that was enough to freeze the air.

Just as Brother Lu said, the problems she had were far more serious than anyone had imagined.

That icy voice rang out again, sharper than before, carrying a penetrating power, as if it wanted to pierce through all of Xie Xie's pretenses and reach his very core:
Who exactly are you?

Yuan Enhui's state of mind was completely different at this moment.

She initially thought Xie Xie was just a suitor; there were many like that in the academy, and she was already used to it and had a mature way of dealing with it.

But these words about solving family problems were like the most precise poison thorns, piercing deep into the most secret, most painful, and most forbidden zone in her heart that no outsider could touch.

How did this first-year student named Xie Xie find out?
Who is behind him?
What is the purpose?
Countless dangerous thoughts exploded in Yuanen Yehui's mind in an instant, making her aura dangerous and violent.

Xie Xie's teeth chattered from the cold question, but he clutched the ice sword token in his arms, which exuded a chilling aura, as if it were his only lifeline.

He could feel the slight coolness emanating from the token, which strangely calmed his wildly beating heart a little.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva that wasn't even there, trying to make his voice sound less like he was terrified:

"Class monitor, I didn't mean any harm, really, I... I just wanted to help you, even if it was just a little bit, that would be enough."

Xie Xie paused for a moment, as if making a decision, his voice carrying a resolute determination:
“I have something that…it should be able to help you. It’s very important. Are you…available to meet now? Or tell me where you are, and I’ll come over. I promise, it’ll be just me.”

There was another long silence on the other end of the communicator.

Xie Xie held his breath, feeling as if every second was an eternity.

He could hear the sound of his own blood rushing against his eardrums, boom boom boom, like war drums.

Finally, just when Xie Xie was almost in despair, thinking that the other party would cut off the communication, Yuan Enhui's voice came again.

"……Where are you?"

Xie Xie suppressed his excitement and reported his location.

The waiting time then stretched out infinitely, with each second feeling like an eternity.

Xie Xie paced anxiously like a prisoner awaiting trial, his fingers unconsciously stroking the cold token in his pocket, trying to draw courage and calmness from it.

He rehearsed repeatedly what he should say and what expression he should have when he saw Yuan En Hui, but his mind was a complete mess. Suddenly, a series of extremely faint footsteps, crunching on dry branches, came from behind.

Xie Xie turned around abruptly, his heart pounding in his throat.

Then, he saw her.

The last rays of the setting sun pierced through the sparse needles, sparingly casting a few golden-red spots of light.

Right at the boundary between light and darkness, a figure stood silently.

Before her, Yuan Enhui's pretty face was as cold as ice, keeping everyone at arm's length, like an ethereal ice goddess. Yet, hidden beneath that coldness was an almost soul-stirring allure, like the deadly scent of poppies, spreading silently and irresistibly, making people want to get closer even though they knew it was dangerous.

Xie Xie felt a boom in his head, and all the blood in his body rushed to his head. His cheeks, ears, and neck instantly became burning hot, and he even stopped breathing.

He instinctively lowered his head, his gaze frantically scanning the ground, not daring to look directly at the figure.

That's too...too foul.

This is a completely different person from the class monitor I usually see.

The overwhelming visual impact left his mind blank, and all the words he had prepared vanished into thin air.

"Xie Xie."

A clear, cold voice rang out, like an ice bead falling onto a jade plate, breaking the silence of the forest and instantly pulling Xie Xie back from his daze.

Xie Xie jolted awake, abruptly raising his head to meet Yuanen Yehui's deep eyes.

That gaze was sharp as a knife, cold enough to convey the anger and murderous intent that followed being touched on one's sore spot.

She simply stood there, without releasing any soul power, but the invisible pressure was like a solid ice wall, fiercely squeezing the air around Xie Xie, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

"Tell me." Yuan Enhui took a small step forward, her toes, wrapped in black silk, touching the ground silently, yet carrying immense weight. "How did you know?"

Her voice wasn't loud, but every word was clear, carrying a chilling edge that pierced to the bone:

"My family affairs, my... background. I believe I've kept these things very well hidden. No one in the entire Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy should know them."

"And you, a first-year student who just transferred here, how did you know?" She narrowed her eyes slightly, her alluring gaze now filled with only a dangerous glint. "Who told you? Or rather... who sent you?"

Each question was like a heavy hammer, striking Xie Xie's heart hard.

He felt cold sweat break out on his back again, sticking to the cold tree trunk, damp and chilly.

He opened his mouth, but his throat was too dry to make a sound.

Brother Lu's words echoed in my ears: "Don't mention me."

But given the current situation, what should he say?
Did you say you calculated it with your fingers? Or did you say you dreamed about it?

"I...I..." Xie Xie stammered, his eyes darting around, his face turning even redder, half from embarrassment and half from anxiety.

He felt like his brain was a frozen gear, completely unable to function.

Get your brain working!
Yuan Enhui's patience was clearly running out. Looking at Xie Xie's incoherent and flushed face, she frowned even more, and a barely perceptible look of disgust flashed in her cold eyes.

She had seen far too many suitors using various methods to get her attention.

Although Xie Xie in front of her was quite talented, in her eyes his current performance was no different from those superficial people.

(End of this chapter)