Chapter 11.1: I Want The World To Treat You Gently
After staring at her smiling face for a few moments, Lu Qingchuan took a deep breath, let out a sigh, and quietly took out a phone from his back pocket.
After tapping the on button in it, he turned his head upwards to the girl and asked. “Chen Yanyu, Do you have personal social media accounts?”
Chen Yanyu blinked, and then answered “Yes I do.”
“Good, Add me as a friend, then.”
“Hm. . . . Okay.” Despite agreeing, Chen Yanyu realized that she wasn’t particularly thrilled about it.
The dragon girl took out her phone, turned it on, and clumsily slid her finger on the phone screen. After checking her social media account, she quickly added Lu Qingchuan as a friend.
After making sure that it’s really his account that she added in her phone, with a hesitant tone, Chen Yanyu asked a question. “Can I ask you a personal question?”
Putting his phone back, Lu Qingchuan whose attitude now has been visibly softened than before smiled and said. “Go ahead,”
“If I can answer it, I will.”
“You…”
Despite knowing what she wanted to ask, Chen Yanyu hesitated for a second and continued on:
“Why do you cultivate demonic techniques? It’s dangerous and frightening, and it might lead to misunderstandings in the future.”
‘You seem like a decent person.’ Thought the dragon girl.
‘So why?’
To think this lady would ask such a question…
Lu Qingchuan opened his mouth to respond but stopped himself. After a few seconds of muling his word, he answered.
“Because I need to protect myself, and it’s the only thing I know how to do,” he whispered softly, recalling a time when a classmate had asked him a similar question.
“Why do you study so hard? You’re making everyone look like a lazy student with your overachievements.”
In the eyes of the young man, fox-like and wicked, unlike a gentleman, there was a sense of loneliness similar to hers and…
Helplessness.
The difference between her and him was…
He refused to accept it.
He wouldn’t resign himself to his fate.
A smile lit up Lu Qingchuan’s eyes as he said to Chen Yanyu, “To gain strength and protect yourself. You should try to do the same.”
“Huh?”
“If anyone tries to harm you, you should use your fists against them.”
Lu Qingchuan then swung his right fist in the air, and then did a few air boxes against an imaginary enemy in front of her, hoping to instill a sense of self-protection in Chen Yanyu.
He’s still here, teaching me how to be a person… Chen Yanyu bit her lip.
“Is someone trying to harm you? Did you have no choice but to cultivate demonic techniques because your situation is dangerous?”
Lu Qingchuan’s words made her speculate something unfavorable.
So, the girl grabbed his arm.
“Don’t hide it. You must tell me. I’m actually quite capable,” Chen Yanyu’s tone was gentle yet stubborn.
…She’s really easy to deceive, isn’t she?
Lu Qingchuan remained silent, his eyes like mysterious abysses and his mind are starting to turn their gears to come up with an idea.
Yes, it could be done.
He had an idea.
If he could harness Chen Yanyu’s power, he could kill the Original Protagonist, Zuo Tian.
He could immediately eliminate the biggest threat at present without causing much trouble.
Zuo Tian had some protectors to guard him by his side 24/7, but if Lu Qingchuan used some tricks, he could deceive the white-haired dragon girl and make her charge into the battle head first for him.
Even if Chen Yanyu were most likely to be killed if that were to happen.
No… not even if…
It would be best! It would be best if Chen Yanyu died!
If this little dragon girl were to be killed by Zuo Tian or his people, The East Sea Dragon King would definitely be furious at him, he would then launch an all out attack against Zuo Tian, and with the Dragon King 10 kilometers long thunder strike, he could definitely turn Zuo Tian to ashes
All I have to do is tell her to do it…
Lu Qingchuan’s pupils reflected the image of Chen Yanyu.
And they trembled slightly.
All I have to do is tell her to do it, and she will definitely do it. I can use countless lies to make this foolish girl sacrifice herself for me.
After she died, and her father killed the original protagonist, I can easily attain the happy life I desire.
But…
But…
“There is no need,” Lu Qingchuan smiled at the girl, somewhat self-derisively.
“Why?” Chen Yanyu held onto him, her soft golden eyes filled with confusion and uncertainty, not unlike a lost deer.
“I don’t need it,” Lu Qingchuan replied.
“If someone bullies you, we’ll fight them together. I… I don’t mean to pester you, but if you’re in trouble and need help… y-you can find me.”
She really needed an answer.
Busy pedestrians brushed past the young boy and girl, occasionally casting curious glances at them.