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

Chapter 313 Di Yue: I've shown him everything he should see, and told him things I shouldn't have said.

Although Di Tian already knew that the two of them had only spent the night in the study, it was still... a man and a woman alone in a room for an entire night and a morning!
Something just doesn't look right in this scene!
Di Tian paused almost imperceptibly in the hand holding the teacup. His expression seemed calm, but a sharp glint flashed in the depths of his eyes, as if scanning the two of them with an X-ray.

An invisible, scrutinizing aura, belonging to the old father, and a hint of indescribable, sour vigilance filled the air.

"Ahem." Di Tian put down his teacup, cleared his throat, and broke the delicate silence.

His gaze fell on Lu Jun, and his tone returned to that of an elder.

"Young friend Lu, did you rest well last night?"

He emphasized the word "rest".

Lu Jun: "..."

Can he say he spent the whole night sitting on the chair as a human-shaped ice-cold body pillow?
"It's... not bad."

Lu Jun answered with a forced smile.

"Hmm." Di Tian nodded, then turned his gaze to Di Yue, whose face was flushed and whose eyes were still a little unfocused, his tone carrying an unquestionable elder's authority.

“Now that you’re awake, it’s almost noon. Young friend Lu, it’s rare for you to come as a guest, and you’ve stayed up all night, so you must be hungry. Why don’t you stay for lunch before you leave? Little one, go and tell the chef to prepare something.”

"Oh, okay!" Di Yue was just wondering where to ease the awkwardness, and upon hearing this, she immediately responded and ran towards the kitchen like a little rabbit.

Lu Jun wanted to take his leave, but seeing Di Yue's retreating figure as she ran off to give instructions, and considering Di Tian's attitude, he had no choice but to swallow his words.
"Then... I'll have to trouble Your Majesty."

The atmosphere at lunch was more subtle than last night.

The dishes were still plentiful and exquisite, but Di Tian spoke much less, spending most of his time eating slowly and deliberately, his gaze occasionally sweeping between Lu Jun and Di Yue with a scrutinizing look.

Di Yue seemed somewhat absent-minded, shoveling rice into her mouth with her head down, occasionally stealing a glance at Lu Jun before quickly looking away, the blush on her cheeks never fading.

Lu Jun felt extremely uncomfortable, as Di Tian's gaze seemed to be watching him like a spy, making him feel uneasy all over.

He could only try to maintain a calm facade and focus on the food in front of him.

The meal was exceptionally quiet and seemed to last an unusually long time.

I finally made it to the end of lunch.

Lu Jun immediately stood up and politely bid farewell to Di Tian and Di Yue:

"Your Majesty, Emperor Tian, ​​thank you for your hospitality. I have troubled you greatly today. It is getting late, and I should take my leave and return to the academy."

This time, Di Tian didn't try to stop him. He simply nodded slightly, looking at Lu Jun with a deep gaze.

"Yes, go. Young man, you should focus on your cultivation."

There seemed to be a deeper meaning in his tone.

"Lu Jun, are you leaving?"

Di Yue raised her head, a hint of reluctance flashing in her crimson eyes, but she quickly concealed it and revealed a bright smile.

"Come visit again next time, and remember to chat with me!"

"Definitely." Lu Jun returned a sincere smile and nodded.

Under Di Yue's watchful gaze and Di Tian's penetrating gaze, Lu Jun turned and left the luxurious dormitory building.

Stepping outside, the afternoon sun was a bit too bright. Lu Jun subconsciously glanced back at the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Inside the window, Di Yue was leaning against the glass, waving goodbye to him vigorously, a bright smile on her face.

Not far behind her, Di Tian remained seated in his rocking chair, teacup in hand, his gaze calmly fixed on the direction she had left, his eyes as deep and unfathomable as the boundless starry sky. Lu Jun felt a warmth in his heart, waved to Di Yue, then turned and strode towards the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy.

The sunlight made his shadow very long.

This visit brought far more than he expected, revealing historical secrets that would overturn his understanding of the subject.

Lu Jun's future seemed to become even more unpredictable because of this night.

What exactly happened 10,000 years ago?
Why is everyone so united in their understanding about preserving history?

Even after Lu Jun's figure disappeared at the end of the street, the atmosphere inside the luxurious dormitory building was not completely relaxed.

Di Tian remained seated in the rocking chair, his fingertips unconsciously tapping the armrests, producing a rhythmic, soft sound.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the wall, following the direction Lu Jun had left. After a long while, he slowly withdrew his gaze and landed on Di Yue, who was staring blankly out the window with a faint blush still on her face.

"brat."

"Huh? Di Tian, ​​what's wrong?"

Di Yue snapped out of her daze, her crimson eyes looking at him with a hint of confusion.

Di Tian picked up his teacup, gently blew on the floating tea leaves, and asked seemingly casually:
"Last night...you didn't show that kid anything he shouldn't have, did you?"

His gaze was sharp as a hawk's, fixed intently on Di Yue's expression.

Di Yue blinked, the bewilderment on her face instantly fading away, replaced by an expression of frankness bordering on self-righteousness.

She placed her hands on her hips, chin slightly raised.

"Yes, I've seen it all. I've seen everything I needed to see."

"What?" Di Tian's hand holding the teacup suddenly stopped, and he almost spilled the tea. His brows furrowed. "You showed him that history book?!"

“Yes.” Di Yue nodded vigorously, her crimson eyes revealing no concealment. “He asked me if I had read any history books or if I had any historical records at all, so I showed him the book on Huo Yuhao. He also asked me the question he had mentioned during dinner earlier that day, about why Yun Ming was more powerful than you, and I told him that too.”

Di Tian: "..."

Looking at Di Yue's "I did the right thing" expression, he felt a lump in his throat, unable to rise or fall.

Di Tian opened his mouth, about to reprimand this little ancestor for speaking recklessly and leaking important information.

Di Yue, however, spoke first, her crimson eyes fixed on Di Tian with a mixture of confusion and stubbornness:

"Aren't we trying to befriend him? But, Di Tian, ​​look at you! You keep everything he wants to know from him, or you change the subject. How can we make progress like this? Shouldn't we be more honest when making friends?"

Her words carried the straightforwardness and logic unique to young girls: "Look, I told him everything, and he was very grateful to me, wasn't that a sign that our relationship has improved? Besides, he has such a strong aura about him, which is definitely good for us. If we keep it hidden, how can he trust us?"

Di Tian was speechless at this series of questions.

He looked into Di Yue's clear, unadulterated crimson eyes, which held only the purest understanding and expectation of making friends.

At this moment, all the complex considerations in Di Tian's mind about the situation, about calculations, and about "being cautious before making decisions about allies" seemed so worldly and superfluous.

He was silent.

Di Yue's words were simple and direct, yet they were like a needle, piercing through his long-standing habitual defensiveness and probing.

Yes, if the goal is to make friends and build trust, then excessive defensiveness and being a riddle-maker might really backfire.

(End of this chapter)