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

Wu Siduo turned around angrily and went into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind her, shutting out Lu Jun's smiling and mischievous gaze.

Soon, the sound of dripping water came from inside the door. At first, it was fine and dense, but then it became long and drawn out. The sound of warm water hitting the skin was particularly clear in the quiet room.

The rising steam, carrying a hazy white mist, seeped out in wisps from the gaps under the door panel, condensing into a very thin, crystalline film on the floor.

A sweet and delicate scent of shower gel gradually filled the air, like lime after the rain mixed with a faint floral fragrance, quietly dispelling the lingering stagnation and dustiness that had remained in the room after cultivation.

Lu Jun sat down on the simple chair by the window, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the cold metal window frame.

His gaze fell on the tightly closed bathroom door. His extraordinary spiritual power could easily penetrate this barrier, allowing him to see the slender silhouette faintly visible through the steamy air, the fair skin moistened by the hot water, and the damp hair clinging to her shoulders and back...

But with just a fleeting thought, he forcibly suppressed all his outward-extending spiritual tendrils.

stop.

He said to himself.

What time is it, and you're still thinking about these things?

He then shook his head with a self-deprecating smile and turned his gaze to the sea and sky outside the window.

In the distance, several large cargo ships, like silent behemoths, slowly sailed across the deep blue sea, leaving white wakes in their wake.

White seagulls spread their wings and circled freely in the azure sky, occasionally letting out clear cries that echoed the rhythm of the waves lapping against the ship's side.

The morning sun generously shone down, spreading a shimmering, golden light across the sea, making one feel slightly dizzy.

The persistent feeling of weakness originating from the laws of the universe seemed to ease slightly in this moment of tranquil seascape and fresh water vapor.

But his thoughts involuntarily drifted back to what he had just witnessed. Wu Siduo's embarrassed and angry stomp, like a kitten with its fur standing on end, was so vivid and amusing that the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved upwards into a subtle arc that he himself did not even notice.

Feeling slightly bored, he took out his soul-guided communicator, swiped his finger to open the screen, and casually browsed recent news and social media updates.

However, what caught our eye was not the usual entertainment news or discussions among Soul Masters, but rather an increasing number of shocking headlines and comments:
"Unexplained riots have broken out in multiple locations! High-level Soul Masters are suspected of being involved!"

"The credibility of the federal government is being questioned, and anti-federal sentiment is rising among the public!"

"A large number of inflammatory remarks have appeared in anonymous online forums, calling for the 'overthrow of the existing order'!"

Experts say recent unusual social events may be related to a new form of mind control...

The rapidly scrolling information on the screen pieced together a picture that seemed to depict the entire Douluo Continent being plunged into unprecedented turmoil and chaos.

Factory strikes, street clashes, Soul Master rebellion...

Negative news spread like wildfire.

but……

Lu Jun frowned slightly, shifted his gaze from the screen, and looked out the window again.

The port remained busy and orderly, cargo ships were being loaded and unloaded in a methodical manner, seagulls soared freely, and the distant city skyline stood serenely in the sunlight. With his keen senses at this moment, he could perceive that in the vast surrounding area, the lives of most ordinary people did not seem to have been disrupted by these shocking news reports; the everyday life of the city remained as usual, and the fluctuations of soul power were stable.

The deafening noise on the internet, in contrast to the relative tranquility of the real world, creates a strange sense of disconnect.

"It's getting weirder and weirder."

Lu Jun muttered to himself, his brows furrowing even more deeply.

Such large-scale, seemingly organized incitement and behavioral guidance, which even involved powerful figures at the Title Douluo level, could not be explained by ordinary forces or accidental events.

A vague sense of unease, like an undercurrent lurking beneath the surface of the sea, quietly crept into my heart.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

A moment later, the door was gently pulled open from the inside out.

Lu Jun subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the sound. The moment his gaze fell on that figure, it was as if he was being drawn by an invisible thread and fixed there.

Wu Siduo washed away the fatigue and dust of her seclusion.

Her long, wet hair, like fine silk, cascaded over her shoulders, with glistening water droplets still clinging to the ends, slowly dripping down.

A drop of water slid down her slender and graceful neck, disappearing into her slightly open collar, leaving a fleeting, faint damp mark.

She changed out of her more practical everyday clothes, a simple white short-sleeved top paired with light blue denim shorts that barely reached her knees. The look was refreshing and neat, perfectly outlining her slender and graceful figure.

Compared to her usual dashing and heroic demeanor when dressed in combat gear, she now exudes a more gentle and domestic charm, having shed some of her sharpness.

Perhaps because she had been soaked in hot water, her exposed skin appeared exceptionally fair and translucent, radiating a healthy, faint pinkish glow, like the first snow reflecting the morning glow, or like a ripe peach on a branch, exuding a fresh and alluring fragrance.

Her face was free of any makeup, her eyebrows and eyes were clean and clear, and her curved eyelashes were still covered with tiny water droplets, which trembled slightly with her blinking.

Those eyes, which were always bright and alert, were now less sharp than usual due to the relaxation after a bath, and more hazy and charming, like misty water vapor, with the light of the sky outside the window reflected in their clear depths.

She walked to the center of the room, naturally raised her arm, and gathered her long, wet hair at the back of her head, revealing her smooth, full forehead and beautifully shaped collarbone.

Her movements carried the unique, unadorned naiveté and liveliness of a young girl. The sweet scent of her shower gel became more and more distinct with her movements, mingling with her own clean scent, fresh and elegant, silently seeping into the surrounding air and gently brushing against Lu Jun's nose.

"What are you looking at?" Wu Siduo keenly noticed Lu Jun's focused gaze, and a deeper blush rose on her cheeks, like white jade being stained with rouge.

She spoke instinctively, her tone tinged with shyness at being stared at, yet she tried to maintain her composure, "Am I that pretty?"

Lu Jun suddenly snapped out of his daze and realized that he had been staring for a while.

He hastily withdrew his gaze, but felt his heart skip a beat for a moment, and then began to pound against his chest at a slightly faster pace.

Lu Jun coughed lightly, quickly adjusting his expression during the pause, resuming his usual slightly mocking smile, trying to conceal the strange feeling that flashed through his mind:
"Hmm, she's much more pleasing to the eye than that slovenly girl who claimed she hadn't showered in days and was still being stubborn." (End of Chapter)