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

"Make a move? Make a move about what?" Lu Jun chuckled and leaned back lazily on the sofa. "Although the Federation's soul-guided technology is more powerful than we can imagine, it's still uncertain who will emerge victorious."

"Do you really think that Shrek Academy's accumulated strength over ten thousand years is only based on Yun Ming as the pillar of heaven?"

"Deep within Shrek Academy, at least three powerful trump cards are hidden. A divine token containing the power of God King Tang San's strongest attack; Tang Hao, a god-level being; and the golden ancient tree possessed by Ah Yin, whose energy is nearly inexhaustible!"

"If Gu Yuena and I join forces and use all our trump cards, we might be able to forcefully eliminate them, but the price we have to pay is too high. It could very well result in mutual destruction, or even shake our foundations."

A slight smile curved his lips:
"Therefore, we must involve the Federation and let the Federation's god-slaying weapon deal with the most troublesome Yun Ming for us, as well as consume or even destroy the protection token left by Tang San."

"As for Tang Hao and Ah Yin in the Golden Tree... I have my own way to deal with them without harming them."

Thinking about his overall plan, Lu Jun took a breath and completely relaxed. Like a lazy cat, he found a more comfortable position on the sofa and squinted his eyes.

"In other words, before the Federation launches its final offensive, we really have nothing else to do but conserve our strength and wait for the right opportunity. Let's enjoy the calm before the storm."

Now, Xue Di finally understood Lu Jun's plan and nodded slightly.

Hyotei, with an expression that said "I knew I was right to follow you," stood smugly behind Lu Jun, raised a pair of cool and soft hands, placed them on his shoulders, and massaged them with moderate force to relax his muscles.

"Hmph, it has to be me again." Hyotei said smugly while giving a massage. "See? Whatever you want to do, I basically don't interfere. I trust you unconditionally and support you! Isn't that great?"

Lu Jun squinted his eyes in enjoyment, but upon hearing this, he couldn't help but glance at her and retorted, "You mean you don't care? You just have no brains and are too lazy to think."

"You idiot! Who are you calling brainless?!" Hyotei instantly bristled, suddenly increasing the pressure on her hand and squeezing hard with all her might!
"Ouch—!" Lu Jun was caught off guard and almost jumped off the sofa in pain.

However, Hyotei's brute strength was terrifying; they pressed him back down firmly and "tortured" his shoulder with even greater force.

"Who are you calling brainless? Huh? Who's brainless? If I don't give you a good massage today, I'll change my surname to yours!"

Hyotei shouted angrily, his hands still moving.

"Snow, Snow Emperor... save me... and my teacher..."

Lu Jun grinned and cast a pleading look at Xue Di and Leng Yaozhu beside him.

The only ones present who could control Hyotei's brute force were the two of them.

However, Xue Di and Leng Yaozhu exchanged a glance and then looked away in perfect unison, their smiles barely suppressed. Clearly, they wanted to teach Lu Jun a "slight" lesson and were determined not to interfere.

The other girls were also secretly laughing on the sidelines, enjoying the spectacle.

Only Wu Siduo, watching this playful scene, had her little mouth agape in an "O" shape, her mind still a complete mess.

She caught the most crucial and unbelievable information from the conversation, and couldn't help but speak timidly, her voice trembling:

"You, you guys... Just now, Sister Gu Yue said... that she and Lu Jun are both... god-level... what does that mean?"

The living room fell silent instantly upon hearing this.

The girls, who had been laughing and joking, all turned their gazes to Wu Siduo in unison, as if they had rehearsed it. Those gazes were full of complex meanings, including helplessness, amusement, and scrutiny, making Wu Siduo feel a chill run down her spine. She instinctively shrank back and hugged her knees.

"W-What's wrong... Did I say something wrong?" Her voice was even softer, like a frightened little quail.

Leng Yaozhu rubbed her temples, looking at the instigator, Gu Yuena, with a hint of reproach in her eyes:

"Nana...you...you talk way too fast..."

Gu Yuena realized she had spoken out of turn, and her face instantly flushed red. Like a child caught doing something wrong, she lowered her head in shame, her voice barely audible.
"I...it's my fault...I accidentally let it slip..."

"Sigh, it's come to this now." Leng Yaozhu sighed, her gaze returning to the extremely nervous Wu Siduo, her eyes becoming somewhat troubled. "How should we resolve this... this is a huge secret."

How incredibly clever and intelligent is Wu Siduo?
He immediately realized that he had probably overheard a shocking secret that should never be known to outsiders!
Her face turned deathly pale instantly. She quickly stood up, raised her right hand, and swore an urgent oath:
"I swear! I, Wu Siduo, swear on my martial spirit and soul! I will never reveal a single word of what I have heard here today to any outsider!"

"Otherwise... otherwise may I be struck by lightning, my martial spirit shattered, and I be condemned to eternal damnation!"

Her tone was incredibly sincere, almost tearful, clearly she was terrified.

However, the women exchanged glances, but did not relax because of her vow.

Leng Yulai's eyes darted around, and suddenly a sly and mischievous smile appeared on her face as she offered a solution:
"Since... things have already come to this, words are meaningless, and oaths are risky. Why don't we... make her one of our own?"

"Wouldn't that make the secret safe?"

"Makes sense!"

Hyotei was the first to raise her hand in agreement; she seemed to find the idea quite interesting.

Xue Di nodded slightly: "From a logical and safety point of view, it seems... that this is the safest solution."

“Agreed.” Leng Yaozhu pondered for a moment and nodded. Although there was a hint of helplessness in her eyes, she clearly believed that this was the safest course of action at present.

"Um... I'm sorry, Sister Wu Siduo."

Gu Yuena also stepped forward, and with an apologetic expression, gently patted Wu Siduo's cold little hand.

Wu Siduo was completely stunned, her mind went blank.

"Wait, wait... what do you mean by saying you want to make me one of your own?

As she watched the women's smiles gradually become kinder, even tinged with malice, a sense of foreboding washed over her, making her instinctively want to back away, only to find that the sofa had already blocked her escape route.

"What else could it mean, little kitty?"

Leng Yulai drawled, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, a hint of mockery and ambiguity on her face, as she strode up behind Wu Siduo. (End of Chapter)