The training ground was deathly silent.
All eyes were focused on the two figures in the center of the field... tightly embracing each other.
Qin Xiao hugged Long Aobing, and Long Aobing hugged Qin Xiao back.
The scene was so impactful that it momentarily stunned everyone present. Just moments ago, the world was collapsing from the jaws of defeat, and now it was all tender and affectionate – the transition was just too…smooth?
Qin Xiao could clearly feel the softness and astonishing heat of the body in his arms, as well as the pounding of her heart. He could even smell the unique scent of sweat and fragrance mixed in with Long Aobing's hair.
This feeling... is really wrong.
Something's very wrong!
He tried to loosen his grip and whispered, "Miss Long, the duel is over."
However, the woman in his arms held him even tighter, her arms wrapped around his waist filled with undeniable strength.
Long Aobing raised her head, her breathtakingly beautiful face still flushed, her eyes glazed over with an almost burning intensity, locking onto Qin Xiao: "It's over. I lost, so I'll go with you."
Her voice wasn't loud, but it reached the ears of everyone present clearly.
"..." Qin Xiao's lips twitched slightly. Go with you? Go where? Has this woman lost her mind?
He tried to create distance again: "Miss Long, I think you may have misunderstood something..."
“There’s no misunderstanding.” Long Aobing interrupted him decisively, her tone carrying a strange firmness and… a sense of entitlement? She even slightly puffed out her chest and raised her chin, an invisible pressure quietly spreading out from her.
The audience, who had been whispering or exchanging bewildered glances, suddenly fell silent under this powerful atmosphere. Even the elders from various families who had previously found it incomprehensible, or even somewhat infuriating, now wore expressions that were... thoughtful, and perhaps even subtly tinged with approval?
It was as if Long Aobing's decision was a matter of course, something that should be done.
Qin Xiao keenly sensed the strange shift in the atmosphere. His eyes twitched uncontrollably, alarm bells rang in his mind, and he immediately yelled at Yun Yiyi in his head, "Yun Yiyi! What's going on? A brain-depressing aura? Wasn't my system supposed to be immune to some of these effects?!"
"Host! Host!" Yun Yiyi's voice was choked with sobs and a hint of panic. "System notification: You do indeed have some resistance to the rather 'standard' domineering aura and intelligence-lowering halo of the Chosen One Ye Chen... But, but..."
"But what?!" Qin Xiao felt his temples throbbing.
"But Miss Long Aobing... she's the Dragon Queen! In the system database, the priority for judging 'domineering aura' or similar 'charming halo' of 'female Dragon Queens' seems to be different! And her favorability rating is off the charts, the system judges that what she's releasing on you right now isn't 'hostile pressure,' but... 'love lock'? This... this doesn't seem to be within the immunity range! Waaaaah..."
Qin Xiao: "..."
"Love locks onto you my ass! This is blatant forced buying and selling!"
He took a deep breath, feeling like Tang Sanzang had fallen into a spider demon's cave, surrounded by illogical but aggressive "little demons."
Just then, Long Aobing suddenly leaned close to his ear, her warm breath brushing against his earlobe, sending a shiver down his spine.
Her voice was extremely low, carrying a chillingly coquettish and possessive quality: "You...you hit me so hard just now...you hugged me...from now on, you're mine. I'm going to have lots and lots of babies for you, a whole football team!"
"Stop, stop, stop!" Qin Xiao's hair stood on end as he abruptly interrupted her, nearly biting his own tongue in the process.
Giving birth? A football team? Ma'am, can't you think a little more rationally? We were just having a duel! A life-or-death struggle! Although the process was a bit... off track.
He tried to make his tone sound serious: "Miss Long, shouldn't we be enemies? Have you forgotten why you came here?"
Long Aobing blinked her misty, starry eyes, her gaze innocent and pure, as if she weren't the one who had just wanted to give birth to a football team. She gently shook her head and said matter-of-factly, "That was before. I was immature back then and didn't understand how good you were to me."
She paused, her eyes burning again with an undeniable domineering intensity: "Now I understand. Qin Xiao, you're so good to me. From now on, you have to be this good to me every day."
Qin Xiao's lips twitched violently.
Being nice to you every day? How? Like just now, spanking you?
He felt like he was being driven crazy by this woman's thought process.
Seemingly seeing through Qin Xiao's inner thoughts, Long Aobing's cheeks flushed even more, but her eyes became even more determined, even carrying a hint of... expectation?
No, no, no! Stop! I can't think about it anymore!
Qin Xiao quickly changed the subject, trying to awaken her sense of responsibility as the "Dragon King": "Ahem, Miss Long, Ye Chen... yes, Ye Chen! He's your main target, isn't he? Aren't you going to deal with him?"
Mentioning Ye Chen, Long Aobing's eyes instantly turned cold, and that sharp aura of a strong person reappeared, but this time, it was filled with obvious disgust and disdain.
"Ye Chen? Hmph, that piece of trash!" She sneered, her tone full of disdain. "That ignorant fool dares to covet my husband? When I get back, I'll gather my forces and tear down his lousy 'Dragon King Palace'!"
"Husband? Husband?" Qin Xiao's eyelids twitched, feeling as if those two words were needles pricking his nerves. The way he addressed him had changed so quickly!
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