Gu Yue: "Does being a woman mean I have no chance?"

Gu Yue clenched her fists.

Moreover... in her current form, she was a woman.

Would the Dragon Queen like a woman?

She looked down at herself, then back up at Lin An's exquisite face, and a sudden sense of grievance welled up within her.

Missing a root, what if she doesn't like me anymore?

"My Lord?"

Di Tian's voice drifted over from the side, cautious and careful.

"Are... are you alright?"

"Shut up."

Gu Yue spat out the two words in a cold voice.

Di Tian wisely fell silent, sighing inwardly.

Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the station entrance.

Two figures rushed into the hall, one after the other.

Running in front was a simple-looking youth with blue hair and honest features.

Behind him was someone with a cold face, moving quickly, radiating an aura that warned others to keep their distance.

"Where is he?" Tang Wulin panted, looking around frantically.

"The coffee shop, the spot Teacher Wu mentioned, over there."

Xie Xie had sharp eyes and spotted the coffee shop by the window immediately.

The two walked over quickly.

The glass window was transparent, and the afternoon sun slanted down from above.

Then, they saw him.

Pink and white petals drifted in from nowhere, falling with a soft rustle.

Sunlight pierced through the gaps between the petals, scattering like broken gold over that quiet figure.

The youth tilted his head slightly, holding a coffee cup in his hand, his expression indifferent and tranquil.

Like a painting.

The world went quiet for a moment.

Tang Wulin stood at the entrance, his feet as if nailed to the floor.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found his mind completely blank.

"So beautiful..."

The three words slipped out subconsciously, his voice so soft it was as if he feared disturbing something.

The moment the words fell, Tang Wulin felt his entire body ignite; a wave of heat surged from the depths of his bone marrow, scalding his face until it burned.

His heart hammered, as if it were trying to burst out of his chest.

The bloodline hidden within his body grew inexplicably restless at this moment, as if resonating, as if cheering.

He didn't even know why he felt this way.

He simply thought... he was so beautiful.

Beside him, Xie Xie was faring no better.

His face, usually kept cold, was now flushed bright red. His lips moved, wanting to say something to maintain his image as a cool, handsome guy, but after holding it in for a long time, he couldn't squeeze out a single word.

Lin An felt those two scorching gazes and turned his head to glance over.

Two youths stood at the entrance, one as red as a boiled shrimp, the other also as red as a boiled shrimp.

Their expressions were equally dazed.

Lin An frowned slightly, the corners of his mouth curling into a sneer.

An intimidation tactic?

This was their level?

Truly low-class.

A waste of his time.

He expressionlessly lifted his coffee cup and took another sip.

But the moment he shifted his gaze, his peripheral vision swept over the top of Tang Wulin's head...

Lin An's hand jerked violently.

The coffee nearly spilled.

He quickly set the cup down, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

"Gol... Golden Legend?"

[Dragon God Bloodline · Gold Lv1]

That line of text hovered quietly above Tang Wulin's head, shining with a brilliant golden light that made Lin An's eyes ache.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging tide of emotions in his heart.

This was the true purpose of his coming to East Sea City!

Rainbow Dragon?

Heh.

If he could gather the bloodlines of both the Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King, what did a mere Rainbow Dragon matter?

When that time came, they would have to call him Lord Dragon God.

And what of the Sea God's ten-thousand-year grand plan?

Heh, you little punk, I'll scatter your ashes to the winds when the time comes.

A scorching light flashed in the depths of Lin An's eyes as he stood up from his seat.

He walked quickly to Tang Wulin and, before the other could react, grabbed his arm.

Tang Wulin's entire body stiffened.

The hand was very cool, with slender fingers resting on his forearm, the touch soft.

His brain completely shut down.

Lin An ignored his reaction, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed the bloodline power within Tang Wulin.

According to the prompts provided by the system, Lin An quickly analyzed the conditions required to obtain the Golden Dragon King bloodline.

[Requires helping Tang Wulin raise his soul power level to 20 and suppressing one Golden Dragon King bloodline riot.]

Level 20?

Given Tang Wulin's current cultivation, it should be soon.

On the other side of the station café.

Gu Yue watched this scene, completely stunned.

She watched with her own eyes as Lin An took the initiative to walk toward Tang Wulin, took the initiative to grab his arm, and took the initiative to get close to him...

Gu Yue felt as if her heart had been fiercely gripped by someone, sour and astringent, making even breathing difficult.

At this moment, it felt as if her head of silver hair had sprouted a lush green meadow.

"My Lord..."

Di Tian's voice echoed faintly in her ear, carrying a trace of heartbreak.

"They're just standing there staring at each other—could it be that they've locked eyes?"

After all, Tang Wulin also possessed the power of the Dragon God; it was hard to say for sure.

Di Tian looked at his Lord's dejected appearance, then at the two people "gazing affectionately" at each other, and a surge of grief and indignation rose in his heart.

"Go, my Lord!"

He almost roared in a low voice through gritted teeth.

"Don't be a coward! Your wife is about to be snatched away!"

At the entrance of the café.

Xie Xie watched the scene of Tang Wulin being "actively held" by Lin An, and his heart felt as if a bottle of mixed spices had been overturned; he couldn't describe the taste.

He looked at Lin An's face, which was exquisite to the extreme, and a sense of unwillingness suddenly surged in his heart.

Why?!

How could a cold, handsome genius like him be inferior to this simpleton?

Xie Xie's face flushed even redder.

He wasn't afraid of his brother suffering, he was afraid of his brother getting ahead.

Gritting his teeth, he stepped forward and gave Tang Wulin a hard shove.

"What are you still standing there for? Let go!"

Xie Xie shouted coldly, his tone laced with an indescribable sourness.

"Is a big shot like this someone a country bumpkin like you can covet?"

Tang Wulin stumbled from the push and finally snapped out of it, letting out a dazed "Ah," his face still as red as a monkey's backside.

Xie Xie took a deep breath and turned to Lin An.

He reached out his hand, his cold expression instantly fading away, replaced by enthusiasm.

"Hello, junior sister. My name is Xie Xie, I'm ten years old, single, a local of the East Sea, and I live at..."

He spoke at a rapid-fire pace, rattling off a string of personal information as if he would miss out on something if he spoke any slower.

"Nice to meet you."

Lin An looked at the hand he extended, then raised his eyes to glance at the entry hovering above his head, his eyebrows arching slightly.

[Dragon of Time and Space Lv1]

Time is supreme, space is king.

This talent... not bad.

Lin An reached out to shake his hand lightly, a polite smile appearing on his face.

"Hello."

He paused, then added, "Also, I'm not a junior sister. I'm a boy."

Xie Xie's smile froze on his face.

A... a boy?

He nodded mechanically, his mind buzzing, unsure of what to say for a moment.

Tang Wulin, standing to the side, had only one thought in his mind at that moment.

He held my hand.

Does he like me?

Tang Wulin's face turned so red it was almost dripping blood, and he felt dizzy, as if he were walking on cotton.

He stared blankly at Lin An, the corners of his mouth curling up involuntarily into a goofy, silly grin.

As for what Lin An had just said...

He hadn't heard a single word.

Just then, a cold, sinister aura drifted in from behind them.