Chapter 1316: Zhang Yunqian and Xue Huaing were still engaged in battle, while Lu Yun now had no heart for appreciating their performances. His entire focus was on figuring out how to avoid the dream world, to refrain from direct contact with that ancient-dressed figure. He had never imagined that the dream world was actually part of his consciousness—the very idea had never crossed his mind, and even if it had, he didn’t know how to address it. Just as he stood now, listening to the detailed explanation from the Humble Dragon, he remained utterly confused, unsure of how to face that ancient-dressed figure. So many things had surpassed the limits of his current understanding that Lu Yun was now completely immersed in his own thoughts. When Zhang Yunqian and Xue Huaing finally concluded their battles, Lu Yun had still not regained his composure. "Big sister, we've been so diligent and energetic—why hasn't Lu Yun shown even the slightest reaction?" Look at his current expression—lifeless, as if bewitched... After a full half-day of busy work between her legs, Xue Hua Ying gasped out to her flushed cousin. Zhang Yunqian, watching Lu Yun in the state of a meditating monk, frowned deeply. Upon hearing her sister’s words, she shook her head and said, "This boy has always been odd. I can't quite tell what he's thinking now. Let's take advantage of his quiet contemplation and rest while we still can. Otherwise, when he regains his composure, who knows what new, ridiculous idea he'll come up with to torment us sisters." After spending a while in close contact with Lu Yun, Xue Hua Ying had begun to sense that Lu Yun was constantly full of eccentric ideas. As soon as her cousin spoke, the woman promptly nodded, for the first time uniting with her in solidarity: "Sister, I'll follow your lead. But I do feel something strange about Lu Yun. Do you think something might go wrong with him?" Zhang Yunqian wasn’t sure either, but since she’d been with Lu Yun longer than Xue Huaing, she knew well that Lu Yun had a knack for coming up with all sorts of wild ideas. Right now, he seemed deeply absorbed in his own thoughts, probably already listening intently to their conversation—she was secretly chuckling at the thought. So, when faced with Xue Huaing’s concern, after a brief pause, Zhang Yunqian simply raised her hand and said, “Don’t worry. There are just us three here—he can’t possibly get into any trouble. Go rest now; by the time he wakes up, he might just be a tiger charging straight down the mountain. You’ve certainly tasted that kind of chaos before.” At Zhang Yunqian’s words, Xue Huaing’s small mouth tightened instantly, as though Lu Yun’s antics had been packed in again, and she quickly nodded, “Sister, then let’s go rest and wait for Lu Yun.” Just moments before, the two sisters had been locked in a fierce battle—now, within such a short span, they had once again forged a solid alliance. Truly, life was full of surprises. Lu Yun was deep in thought, yet he truly listened to the sisters' words. However, at this moment, he had no interest whatsoever in what they were saying—whether or not Zhang Yunqian and Xue Hua'ing arranged a few female teachers from the school to join them for a game, he would hardly care. Right now, his entire focus was on how to resist the ancient-style figure appearing in his dreams. The wooden bed was not large, so Zhang Yunqian and Xue Hua'ing could only lie side by side, facing each other. Yet, as soon as Xue Hua'ing lay down, her gaze unintentionally swept over Lu Yun's body—this simple glance, however, caused her to be suddenly startled. "Big sister, look at Lu Yun—he's showing absolutely no reaction at all. He... he must be unable to bear our just-now actions, so he's experiencing cardiac failure..." The word "died" never made it out of her lips as Zhang Yunqian immediately covered her cousin's mouth with her hand, scolding, "What nonsense! This is completely normal for men. Even the strongest men will see their vitality diminish if a woman doesn't provide consistent care and attention over a long period of time!" Though she said this, Zhang Yunqian couldn't help but turn her head and glance at Lu Yun's member, her eyes filled with growing fear. Lu Yun's strength Zhang Yunqian was well aware of—what she had just said to her cousin was merely a soothing attempt. Yet when Zhang Yunqian saw Lu Yun, the one who should have been confident and full of vigor, standing there suddenly pale and still, her heart gave a sudden jolt, and her entire body stiffened instantly. This unexpected scene suddenly brought back memories of her very first time with Lu Yun. Back then, Lu Yun—so strong and determined—had somehow been completely overwhelmed by her, unable to maintain his momentum. If it hadn't been for her chasing after him with a pair of scissors to the restroom, she would never have imagined just how powerful and vigorous Lu Yun truly was when he actually performed, let alone the years of happiness they would share afterward. "Big sister, why are you so cold?" Xue Hua Ying lay down right beside Zhang Yunqian. Just moments ago, her cousin had been heated and flushed from reaching her peak—yet in the span of a single turn of her head, why had her body suddenly turned as cold as an ice block? "N-nothing at all," Zhang Yunqian hurried to conceal it, though her body's temperature shift was surely evident to her sharp-eyed, perceptive younger sister. "Sister, are you also worried about Lu Yun?" asked Xue Hua Ying. Zhang Yunqian furrowed her brows, saying, "Ying, I'm completely at a loss about this. I don't know what's happened to Lu Yun. In the past, even a slight provocation would make him lift his game high, proudly displaying his strength to us women—let alone the rather intimate and embarrassing things we just did. Most men would be thrilled by such a scene, yet Lu Yun... He just... She couldn't finish speaking. The strange change in Lu Yun filled her with fear. She didn't know what had happened to him during the moment when she and her cousin were engaged in those activities, transforming his once imposing and vigorous presence into this current state. "Do you think," Ying Hu asked suddenly, "that Lu Yun simply can't stand our intense scene and has lost his ability to perform?" Zhang Yunqian had originally thought the same thing. But then she reflected—Lu Yun was so strong, and she herself and her cousin were both in good shape. How could they possibly wilt just because of such a minor situation? Zhang Yunqian didn’t believe it. She didn’t believe Lu Yun would be so soft and hesitant for this reason. Yet beyond this, she couldn’t think of any other reasonable explanation. Could it really be this? If it truly was, Zhang Yunqian would blame herself for the rest of her life—hate herself for bringing her cousin, such a delicate woman, into the mix with Lu Yun. If she had known the outcome would be like this, she would have endured Lu Yun’s relentless advances, even if it meant getting physically worn out. She would have been better off than this. She felt utterly helpless, tears welling up. Zhang Yunqian now felt completely overwhelmed with emotion. Yet at that very moment, a voice suddenly broke through—like a powerful stimulant—injecting fresh energy into both Zhang Yunqian and Xue Hua Ying’s nerves.