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

"do not Cry."

Lu Jun lowered his voice, still calm, but without that biting chill.

"What I said just now... was mostly to scare you. I won't actually do that."

Tang Wutong's crying suddenly stopped.

Her delicate body trembled even more violently.

She seemed to want to look up, but didn't dare, and instead buried her face deeper into her arms.

The crying stopped, but the extreme fear and stress response were clearly conveyed through a slight tremor.

Lu Jun: "..."

He suddenly found himself speechless.

Isn't this reaction... a bit too immediate?
Because of the presence of the ice puppet mark, he could vaguely sense the torrent of emotions surging within Tang Wutong at that moment.

Fear, humiliation, lingering fear, a faint, unbelievable sense of relief, and a deeper, almost instinctive obedience and dread of his words.

She could sense a part of his will, but this perception depended on whether Lu Jun was willing or not.

But Lu Jun was able to peek into her emotional fluctuations from a single perspective.

Even if Tang Wutong was on guard, it was useless.

Could this be considered... an initial success in some sense?
Lu Jun stood up, rubbed his temples, and turned to the three women at the door, saying:

"I've finished being the bad guy. Now it's your turn to be the good guys."

He pointed to Tang Wutong, who was slumped on the platform, still shivering despite being wrapped in a coat.

"Take care of her, help her clean up, change her clothes, and treat her external injuries."

"And please clean up this basement as well."

Gu Yuena nodded slightly.

"Don't worry, leave it to us."

……

Lu Jun walked out of the secret room and returned to the lobby on the first floor of the villa along the dark corridor.

Soft lights shone down, and a news report about the unusual energy fluctuations in Mingdu today was playing on the television screen. The host spoke in a serious tone, and the experts were debating endlessly.

On the sofa, Di Tian sat upright, staring blankly at the screen, as if he were studying some profound subject.

Hyotei and Yuki-tei sat on either side, their postures serene, one with knees drawn up and the other leaning back, both watching the television, their aura as cool and ethereal as ice fairies.

Upon seeing Lu Jun emerge, both the Ice Emperor and the Snow Emperor simultaneously shifted slightly to the side, tacitly making enough space for each other to move towards the center.

Lu Jun didn't stand on ceremony. He walked over, sat down between the two women, leaned back, sank into the soft sofa, and let out a long sigh.

Di Tian looked up from the television and glanced at him:
"Is the matter settled?"

"Hmm," Lu Jun closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, "I guess so."

There was little ease in his tone; instead, there was a faint weariness, as if he had just dealt with a troublesome matter.

Seeing this, Di Tian stopped asking questions and turned his attention back to the television.

Hyotei gently pushed a cup of perfectly warm tea to his side, while Yuki-tei silently released a faint, calming, icy aura.

Lu Jun opened his eyes, picked up his teacup and took a sip. The warm tea soothed his throat and slightly relieved his mental fatigue.

He also turned his gaze to the television, but clearly didn't pay attention to it; his eyes were somewhat vacant.

For a moment, only the sound of the news broadcast and the soft breathing of a few people filled the living room. A strange and peaceful silence permeated the air.

I do not know how long it has been.

Footsteps came from the stairs.

Lu Jun looked up. Gu Yuena stepped down first, her silver hair shimmering softly under the lights.

Behind her, Wu Siduo held a woman's hand and carefully led her down the steps.

Di Yue followed at the back, her crimson eyes filled with a complex expression.

The woman being led by Wu Siduo had been completely transformed.

Her long, light blue hair was carefully combed and flowed smoothly over her shoulders, with slightly curled ends that shimmered like pearls.

Her pale cheeks regained their color, and her skin was as smooth and delicate as the finest white jade.

She changed into a moon-white fitted long dress, simple and elegant in style, which perfectly outlined her breathtaking body curves.

Her shoulders were rounded, her waist was so slender it could be encircled with one hand, and the curves of her chest and hips were breathtaking yet perfectly natural—any more would be greasy, any less would be too thin.

What's most captivating are those eyes.

Her light blue eyes, like crystal containing starlight and spring water, conveyed both the indifference and detachment of a deity looking down upon all living beings, and an almost instinctive allure that struck the depths of the soul.

That wasn't a deliberate display of allure, but rather a natural outward manifestation of her divine essence as a goddess of beauty—a flawless beauty that could leave any living being mesmerized and breathless.

Simply standing there, he seemed to be the focal point of the entire living room's light, making even the air feel more fragrant.

The moment Lu Jun and Di Tian's eyes met hers, their hearts couldn't help but flutter slightly.

It was an attraction and impact that transcended willpower and reached the very core of one's instincts.

Di Tian's originally cold and stern face suddenly stiffened, and a moment of confusion flashed in his eyes, which was then replaced by horror.

He clenched his fist tightly, his dragon aura surging unconsciously around him, forcibly suppressing the restlessness that originated from his life instinct.

Lu Jun reacted even faster. He frowned almost instantly, and a low but clear cough, like an ice pick piercing a dream, not only pulled himself back from that momentary daze, but also startled Di Tian beside him.

"...hell."

Di Tian's expression turned extremely ugly. He abruptly stood up, his golden eyes filled with a hint of offended anger, and an even deeper sense of unease.

"Is this the influence of the goddess of beauty? This is truly... troublesome."

He didn't even look at Tang Wutong again, and turned to walk towards the door.

"Huh?" Lu Jun was somewhat taken aback. "Leaving already? Not comfortable staying in Mingdu?"

Di Tian continued walking without stopping or turning his head, his voice muffled as he spoke:

"No. It's urgent. I need to go back to the Star Dou Great Forest."

"Urgent?" Lu Jun raised an eyebrow.

Di Tian had already reached the doorway. Upon hearing this, he paused, then uttered a sentence:
"Looking for my wife."

Before he finished speaking, the person disappeared.

Lu Jun: "..."

He paused for two seconds, then realized what was happening, and his lips twitched involuntarily.

Goodness, this is the result of being unconsciously influenced by the charm emanating from the goddess of beauty...

Did he go back to Brigitte to calm his nerves?

He shook his head and turned his gaze back to Tang Wutong, who seemed somewhat uncomfortable being surrounded by Gu Yuena and the other two women.

At this moment, Tang Wutong, though freshly dressed and with an unparalleled beauty, still retained a trace of lingering fear and grievance deep within her pink and blue eyes. Coupled with her stunning looks, this only added to her pitiful and fragile beauty, making her seem even more vulnerable and heartbreaking.

She lowered her head slightly, her hands unconsciously clutching the hem of her skirt, like a child who had done something wrong and was waiting for punishment.

Lu Jun frowned again as he looked at her posture.

He could clearly sense through the mark that Tang Wutong was not truly humble at the moment; it was merely a stress response to fear. The arrogant mentality that she possessed, stemming from being a pampered princess of the divine realm, had not been eradicated but had been forcibly suppressed.

His face darkened, and though his voice was not loud, it carried an undeniable coldness:
"Tang Wutong, if you continue to act so superior, I wouldn't mind letting you truly experience what it means to no longer be superior." (End of Chapter)