[Main Text] 1105 The Dragon Isn't a Good Thing! ------------ Chapter 1105: The Dragon Isn't a Good Thing Lu Yun was furious. Not only had the matter not been resolved, but it had now become a huge mess. In Yang Yanping's eyes, Lu Yun saw a coldness unlike anything he had ever experienced—deep-rooted, penetrating to the bone, so intense that it made him shiver from the core, feeling genuinely intimidated. Lu Yun didn’t understand why Yang Yanping had looked at him with such a charged, deadly gaze after he had revealed his Yin-Yang Expansion Technique. He had no doubt that if he didn’t immediately clarify things, Yang Yanping would surely take action against him—whether or not she would ultimately eliminate him remained uncertain, but what was certain was that a swift decision had to be made. Yet, the inner presence that had always been communicating with him suddenly fell silent. No matter how Lu Yun called out to it, there was not a single response. For heaven's sake, what a crock of nonsense! Lu Yun broke into a furious tirade, just as he was about to explain the oddities within his body, when the younger brother—after a long silence—finally spoke up. "Honestly, if you start talking, we're both done." His voice carried a strange tone, and he mumbled, "Good grief, how come I've ended up meeting such a strange woman here?" After waiting patiently, Lu Yun still didn't hear anything useful. He grew more and more agitated, watching Yang Yanping dress herself, her eyes cold and sharp, steadily advancing toward him. "Tell me," he urged, "can't you just say something useful? Unless you come up with a good excuse, we're still going to be in the same boat." Yet, just as Lu Yun was nearly frantic—his nerves frayed like a rabbit about to jump onto the roof—the younger brother remained calm and composed. "Stupid," he said, "don't you know how to just make up a quick excuse and get through the moment?" Lu Yun exhaled heavily, cursing, "For heaven's sake, who told you what you were? How did you even get into my body? I'll settle this with you later. Time isn't on our side. With Yang Yanping approaching so quickly, I no longer have any hope that my younger brother can resolve this for me. It seems I'll have to handle everything myself—no one else can count on me. Not even the one inside me! What a piece of junk! Adjusting his breath, Lu Yun sat up and, as he looked down, noticed the figure still propping up its head. His heart sank instantly. But right now wasn't the time for sentimentality—his life was on the line. With his mind racing, Lu Yun smiled warmly at Yang Yanping, who was staring at him with frosty composure. "Yanping姐, it's suddenly so cold in this room," he said. Yang Yanping replied coldly, "It is quite cold. But first, answer my question—then it will warm up." "Speaking, as if she wanted to press her entire body against Lu Yun, she gradually leaned directly toward him. Lu Yun smiled, teeth slightly showing, and said, 'Yanping sister, I haven't come to school lately because of some matters...' Then he recounted the situation with Xiao Huan. Amitabha Buddha, Lu Yun had racked his brain and finally had to bring out Xiao Huan—the one with a powerful vortex that could swallow a man's erect organ and turn him into a living eunuch—as a shield. Xiao Huan sister, please don't hold it against me—my life is at stake! Yanping pressed close to Lu Yun, one hand firmly holding his still-upright organ, furrowing her brows and asking, 'You mean, there's a woman's body part that can turn a man into a living eunuch?' Lu Yun nodded, forcing a smile. "Yes, Yanping姐, you know how solid my financial foundation is—I always look for a female companion to share activities with. That day, I just happened to meet her. After getting involved, I originally thought I'd end up like all the other men—sucked dry, turned into a living eunuch. But to my surprise, after struggling for a long time, my member began to retract on its own, and could even expand or contract at will. The vortex of suction inside her body somehow got disrupted by my movements..." Though Lu Yun raised several questions, Yang Yanping couldn't think of anything he might be concealing from her. Perhaps she was simply being overly cautious—otherwise, Lu Yun was simply lying. This young man was certainly slippery, and being careful was always a good strategy. "Alright, I'll believe you this time. But don't deceive me—let me know if there's anything you're holding back. Otherwise, I'll make sure to take good care of your little... thing here." Saying this, Yang Yanping gave a firm tug at the small member in her hand. Lu Yun hummed, then blinked in surprise, asking, "Yanping姐, what exactly is wrong? It's as if you've suddenly changed completely." By pretending to be clueless, he aimed to make his earlier fabricated story even more believable—especially after his question. Indeed, upon hearing Lu Yun's inquiry, the last trace of alertness in Yang Yanping's eyes faded. The cold stiffness gradually melted, and the warmth that now touched Lu Yun's body felt familiar and comforting. Yang Yanping paused, then looked at Lu Yun and asked, "Do you know what you just did?" At that moment, Lu Yun had no choice but to admit it—his actions had been entirely instinctive, and he couldn't possibly articulate the truth. Lu Yun shook his head, looking utterly puzzled. "I don't know. At first, I was quite afraid, but after observing for two days, nothing unusual happened, so I've just let it go. In fact, I've noticed that when I'm with women, I don't need to move much—my efforts are greatly reduced." "Yanping, just tell me, what's going on here? I don't want to keep worrying, especially when I'm doing something with you, and I can't concentrate. The voice that suddenly appeared inside me has been bothering me ever since. Now, from what you're saying, it seems you might already know what the Yin-Yang Expansion Technique is all about. Once I understand its origin, it won't be hard to figure out exactly what that voice inside me is. To avoid making you suspicious, I'm going to revert to my usual bad-boy act—one hand reaches into your blouse to grasp those two prominent peaks, while the other boldly slides inside your panties, gently caressing that lush Amazon rainforest and the grand canyon it conceals. Perhaps stirred by my movements, Yanping's breathing immediately becomes more rapid, as if she has completely forgotten her earlier discomfort. Holding the large mallet in her hands, she gently lifted and lowered it, murmuring softly, "Do you know what a dragon is?" Dragon? Lu Yun was startled, deeply puzzled as to why Yang Yanping was suddenly speaking of dragons at this moment. Yet, driven by a desire to uncover the truth, he nodded. Though he had never seen a real dragon, he had seen them countless times in folk paintings and on television. The stories of "Drawing the Eyes of a Dragon" and similar tales had been familiar to him for years. "Ms. Yanping, isn't there really a dragon in this world?" Lu Yun asked, frowning. At this point, Yang Yanping surely wouldn't be mentioning dragons—such ancient beings rooted only in myth—without purpose. Could it be that the voice within his own body was, in fact, a dragon? The moment this thought struck him, he was suddenly drenched in cold sweat. Yang Yanping seemed unaware of Lu Yun's changes, continuing to speak on her own: "Indeed, there is..." As soon as the three words left her lips, Lu Yun suddenly gasped, staring in wide-eyed astonishment at Yang Yanping, while his mind churned with turmoil—what in the world? My body truly has a dragon inside me! "Hey, you're acting like a complete mess! Having a dragon inside you isn't that big a deal—your current lover's still a mermaid!" Hearing Lu Yun's heartfelt wail, the younger brother grumbled, clearly dissatisfied with Lu Yun's reaction, especially considering his own presence within Lu Yun's body. "If it weren't for me, the old man living in your pants, wouldn't your manhood have grown so impressive?" Lu Yun continued to lament internally, utterly at a loss as to what he might become upon hearing the younger brother's remarks. Observing Lu Yun's reaction, Yang Yanping smiled gently and asked, "Are you really startled?" "But dragons have hardly appeared in this world for many years now." Lu Yun finally caught his breath, his voice trembling as he said, "Yanping, have you ever actually seen a dragon?" Yang Yanping suddenly grew cold, her tone carrying a chilling intensity. "No, but my ancestors did. In fact, they held a deep resentment toward the dragon race—considered them utterly ungrateful and dishonorable." Lu Yun felt a cold sweat break out; the more he tried to explain, the more confused he became. Yang Yanping's ancestors had seen dragons and even harbored strong animosity toward them—what on earth was going on? Was she simply making up a story to entertain him? "Feeling the cold aura emanating from Yang Yanping, Lu Yun pulled himself closer, asking, "Then, if that's the case, how exactly does my Yin-Yang expansion technique relate to dragons?" Yang Yanping nodded. "Dragons are inherently yin. This dishonorable race once descended to the human realm long ago, where they ruled over a mysterious people, humiliating them endlessly with their crude and repulsive ways." Pausing here, Yang Yanping seemed to have no further words, merely murmuring, "Dragons aren't good at all—anyone who shows resolve, just kill them." This statement nearly sent Lu Yun into a state of shock. While Lu Yun wasn't sure whether dragons were truly good, he certainly knew that even if he had encountered one, the idea of killing it seemed absurd. In modern times, people didn't merely bow or kneel when they saw a dragon—they were lucky to do so. Who would dare to draw a blade and skin them alive? After all, dragons are the very emblem of the Chinese civilization. No one would dare to approach a race's totem and go so far as to draw their blade and strip them bare—surely not even someone as eccentric as Nezha.