Chapter 73: Zhang Lexuan Dancing in White Stockings?

"Heh."

"Senior Sister, you know what happens to people who cross me. It hasn't been easy holding back from beating up Beibei these past few days," Qian Ran said, casting an impish look at Zhang Lexuan. At that moment, she was lying on the couch, her figure perfectly alluring.

The dress clung to her graceful curves, making her look absolutely tempting.

She'd taken her shoes off, and although she wasn't wearing stockings, her petite white socks somehow made her even more attractive.

Zhang Lexuan had walked back in, and despite the white socks, not a speck of dirt clung to them. It was peculiar—girls in this world always seemed so immaculate. He wondered if they had any scent.

These white socks would be prized treasures for any enthusiast—something they'd savor.

"Ha. I knew Xu Sanshi was set up by you," Zhang Lexuan shot him a sidelong glance, catching him staring at her feet with a bit of embarrassment.

This guy, staring at her feet so blatantly—she couldn't help but think he was quite the rogue.

She wasn't even sure what was so captivating about her feet. Could it be her socks were dirty?

The more she thought about it, the more embarrassed she became.

With a light huff, Zhang Lexuan tucked her feet under her dress.

This scoundrel! Not only was he staring, but he had the nerve to threaten her!

Did he intend to deal with Beibei the way he did Xu Sanshi?

Would he really have the guts to beat Beibei up?

"He did it to himself. I didn't force him to use that power—he was the one who couldn't resist the temptation. I just didn't warn him."

"Truly vengeful," she muttered softly.

Xu Sanshi had merely irritated Qian Ran, yet ended up in such a miserable state.

Now, Xu Sanshi was a rat condemned to hide in the shadows, never to see the light.

Shrek Academy's solution was to have the Xuanming Sect take Xu Sanshi back and closely monitor his whereabouts. If he appeared again, Shrek Academy would eliminate him.

Every Dark Soul Master was a threat.

Outside of the Holy Spirit Cult, no other sects accepted Dark Soul Masters.

Despite his notable background, Xu Sanshi had been completely ruined by Qian Ran—a testament to Qian Ran's audacity.

If not for his exceptional talent, Shrek Academy would have expelled such a troublemaker long ago.

"Stop looking at me like that!" Zhang Lexuan crossed her arms, glaring at Qian Ran. He was now staring at her chest.

As the senior disciple in the inner court, she'd never been looked at so brazenly before.

This guy was truly bold.

"I can't help it—Senior Sister is so beautiful. How could I resist?" Qian Ran shrugged. If Tang Ya were lying here like this, he'd have leaned in already.

"Smooth talker."

Despite herself, Zhang Lexuan felt a flutter of happiness at his compliment.

Given her status, no one dared praise her beauty so openly. And as for Beibei… well.

Though Qian Ran was a flirt, it was precisely because of that trait that his compliments felt more genuine.

Qian Ran was surrounded by plenty of beautiful women and was likely immune to most of them. If even he said she was beautiful, then it had to be true.

"So, what exactly do you want?"

"Oh, nothing much. Senior Sister, can you dance?" Qian Ran's eyes lit up.

Zhang Lexuan's tall, graceful figure would look stunning in a dance.

He wasn't a fan of classical dance, preferring a more energetic style, especially when paired with short skirts and tight pants. But with a beauty like Zhang Lexuan, even classical dance would be a treat.

He doubted even Beibei had seen her dance before.

"You!"

"I don't dance!" Zhang Lexuan ground her teeth, suspecting his motives.

"Really? That's too bad. Well then, I'll just have to rough up Beibei a little. He's constantly fawning over my Yaya, so I'll send him to the hospital for a few days. I'll just break one of his legs—it'll heal quickly with the academy's medical resources." Qian Ran pondered.

"Don't you dare! You're not to touch Beibei."

Zhang Lexuan jumped up from the couch, grabbing his arm.

This guy was daring enough to strike Beibei, even knowing he was the great-grandson of Elder Mu. And unless Beibei was seriously injured, Elder Mu wouldn't intervene.

"So, what should I do?" Qian Ran's fingers lightly traced over her hand, causing Zhang Lexuan's heart to race.

"Just this once, and you can't tell anyone."

The contact of his fingers sent a shock through her entire body.

Imagining herself dancing for Qian Ran made her heart pound wildly, a feeling she hadn't experienced in years.

As a young lady, she'd learned a bit of dance but not extensively.

Of course, Qian Ran wasn't here to watch dancing but to watch Zhang Lexuan dance. He didn't care how skillfully she moved; in fact, he might enjoy a hint of shyness even more. The normally composed Senior Sister suddenly unsure of herself? Now that was a sight.

"Promise, I won't say a word," Qian Ran said with a quick nod. Senior Sister Zhang Lexuan dancing—he was thrilled.

"Beibei, you really know how to help me out," he thought. Beibei was proving to be quite the unwitting ally. Unlike Xu Sanshi, Beibei had potential.

"I'll change into something appropriate," Zhang Lexuan said, hurrying into her room.

Looking at the dance dress she'd never worn, she felt a wave of hesitation.

How had she agreed to dance for Qian Ran, this flirt?

She had plenty of reasons to say no, so why had she agreed?

Qian Ran was just a womanizer. Dancing for him would be a huge concession.

Holding the dress, she felt her heart race like never before.

As the senior disciple, she always handled things with composure. But with Qian Ran, under his roguish gaze, she felt a bit lost and had somehow found herself agreeing.

And Beibei hadn't even done anything egregious yet. Qian Ran had her dancing for him this time—what would he ask for next?

If Beibei caused more trouble with Tang Ya or clashed with Qian Ran again, what would Qian Ran demand of her then?

(End of Chapter)