Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Boli Music Academy.

Girls’ dormitory building.

"Oh my beans!"

"Is it real?!"

A scream suddenly echoed in a girl’s dorm room.

Ye Qiao, lying in bed, bolted upright, her eyes fixed on her phone, her beautiful eyes trembling, feeling incredulous.

The photo of Sun Zhe with the Flood Dragon felt unreal to her, yet it was so real, without a single flaw.

The visual impact made her heart race uncontrollably, unable to calm down for a long time.

It was then that Sun Zhe called her on video.

Ye Qiao snapped back to reality, hurriedly answered the call, and said firmly, "Photoshopped, Sun Xiaozhe, this photo of yours must be photoshopped!"

"With AI software so advanced nowadays, it could definitely create this kind of effect."

Sun Zhe chuckled lightly, "You’re not trying to expose me; you’re just trying to convince yourself, right?"

"You’re a college student, often using a computer, can’t you tell if it’s photoshopped?"

Ye Qiao: "..."

Sun Zhe laughed, "So Stupid Ye, how does this compare to the dragon you photographed last night?"

Ye Qiao had a strange expression, "No way, Sun Xiaozhe, did you really see this thing?"

Sun Zhe nodded, "I really saw it, no need to lie to you."

"Then say ’Er Huo.’"

Sun Zhe said seriously, "Er Huo."

"Oh my beans, Sun Xiaozhe, you’re really something... Can I interview you? What’s it like to see a dragon in person?"

Sun Zhe thought for a moment and said, "It feels very terrifying."

"How terrifying?"

Sun Zhe pondered, "So terrifying that just a glance makes you feel small, trembling from your soul."

Ye Qiao added, "I see in your photo there are so many gold and jewels piled up like a mountain. Are those real too?"

"Yes, all collected by that dragon."

Ye Qiao: "Then why didn’t you take some?"

"I did, gave it all to your mom, she probably put it in a safe for your dowry."

Ye Qiao gave a big eye roll, looking at the handsome face on the screen, "Isn’t it going to benefit you in the end?"

Sun Zhe chuckled, "Isn’t it?"

Ye Qiao: "Then why didn’t I know?"

"Never got the chance to tell you, but I wasn’t trying to hide it either. By the way, Qiaoqiao, only you and your mom have seen these photos, don’t tell others."

"Not even Shiyan and Yingchun?"

"Right."

"Alright. By the way, do you have more photos? I still want to see them."

Sun Zhe laughed mischievously, "What do I get for showing you?"

"Hmm... I’ll wear stockings and let you take photos, how about it? You can decide whether my legs or the dragon look better."

"Not enough."

Ye Qiao thought for a moment, then suddenly jumped out of bed, "Then I’ll take you to see Shiyan’s and Yingchun’s cute panties and stockings hanging on the balcony."

"I’ll tell you, Sister Yingchun’s panties are very pretty, super sexy."

"Aren’t they in the dorm?"

"They went to class early in the morning."

"Why didn’t you go?"

"I’m just lazy, alright?"

"..."

...

Yang City First-class Villa District.

Number one villa.

After Ye Qiao finished giving Sun Zhe a video tour of the girls’ dorm, Sun Zhe ended the video call and sent her a few more dragon photos.

Soon, Ye Qiao sent back a few photos of stockings she just took.

Sun Zhe got out of bed, appreciating the stockings pictures while walking to the bathroom, planning to take a dump, then freshen up before heading downstairs to find Zhu Yan for "cultivation."

Sitting on the toilet, Sun Zhe checked the news and found, as Ye Qiao said, last night’s photos of a suspected dragon over Yang City had hit the trending topics.

Many netizens commented below, saying they had also taken photos, and claimed last night’s rain had a fishy smell.

Others said it was because a big snake turned into a Flood Dragon that caused the flood, claiming there’s a Flood Dragon hiding under Yang City that emerged after reaching cultivation.

Some shared childhood experiences, saying if you smelled fish during thunderstorms in the deep mountains, it meant a Flood Dragon appeared.

However, official sources debunked the rumors, saying it was just plastic caught in a tornado.

"Ah! Who are you?"

At that moment, Zhu Yan’s scream came from downstairs.

Sun Zhe’s expression tensed, he quickly pocketed his phone, pulled up his pants, and rushed out of the bathroom.

"Yan’Er, what’s wrong?"

As he got downstairs, Sun Zhe saw Zhu Yan trembling by the living room door, as if greatly frightened.

"Ah Zhe... who is this? She suddenly fell from the sky and just stood there motionless."

Zhu Yan’s delicate face turned pale as she glanced back at Sun Zhe, slowly stepping aside.

As she stepped aside, a tall and graceful figure immediately entered Sun Zhe’s view.

...

It was still pouring rain outside.

A thick, fishy smell filled the air.

Outside the living room door.

A girl in a torn long dress stood in the rain, hair disheveled, as still as a statue.

Yet just by standing there, she exuded an aura of pressure that seemed to vibrate the very air, making it hard to breathe.

Sun Zhe remained highly alert, slowly approached, placed Zhu Yan behind him, then took a few steps forward, peering through the glass door at the girl in the long dress.

It was then he noticed the girl’s slit-like, golden vertical pupils.

These weren’t human eyes at all!

It also reminded him of the eyes he had seen not long ago in the Dragon Prison Abyss.

In an instant, Sun Zhe harbored a bold guess in his heart.

Next, he noticed the girl in the long dress was bleeding from her ankle.

Trickles of blood mixed with rainwater ran down her thigh, spreading in a crimson puddle beneath her feet.

Clearly, this girl was injured.

In the silent moment, Sun Zhe spoke: "May I ask who you are..."

Unexpectedly, before he finished, the girl in the long dress suddenly dashed toward him, crashing through the glass door and into the living room, throwing herself into his arms, tightly hugging his neck.

"I found you!"

The girl in the long dress rasped out.

Hearing this, Sun Zhe froze, his earlier guess suddenly confirmed, just as he was about to speak, he found the girl had already closed her eyes, falling asleep in his arms.

The air suddenly turned silent.

Zhu Yan looked at the shattered glass all around, then at the unconscious girl in Sun Zhe’s arms, voice trembling, "Ah Zhe, do you know her?"

Sun Zhe gazed deeply at Zhu Yan, speaking softly, "Yan’Er, this is very likely the dragon I saw before."

Hearing this, Zhu Yan’s beautiful eyes widened with shock, covering her mouth with her hand.

"How... how is this possible?"

Sun Zhe bent over, cradling the girl in his arms effortlessly, "She seems hurt, I’ll take her upstairs to treat it first. Let’s ask her when she wakes up."

"..."