"What compensation?"
An Zhen leaned closer and whispered into Gu Yuena's ear.
"Oh~"
Gu Yuena looked at An Zhen with a strange expression.
How could a true Dragon think being stepped on was a good form of compensation?
This was clearly an act of submission, a complete willingness to be a subordinate.
No!
Had she misunderstood this rebellious subordinate?
Was he just too embarrassed to submit to her?
Could it be that her performance was really too disappointing, making An Zhen feel she was inadequate, but in reality, he wanted to use this method to spur her on to work harder, and that An Zhen actually acknowledged her status and rule, and so chose to express his submission to her in this private way?
No!
Gu Yuena remembered her spanked bottom.
This rebellious subordinate!
Could he have some conspiracy?
But if the other party was truly willing to do such a thing, it was indeed true submission. It's impossible for a true Dragon to be so perverted as to enjoy this, as it trampled on a true Dragon's dignity.
Her purple starlit eyes suddenly grew colder, then softened a bit, as she looked at An Zhen.
"Alright, I accept!"
How could she, the dignified Silver Dragon King, not dare to accept the other party's submission?
Saying this, Gu Yuena stood on her tiptoes and gently patted An Zhen's head. This action, among the Dragon race, signified acceptance of the other party's submission.
"?"
An Zhen was confused. Did giving him benefits require such a formal tone?
An Zhen went to see Director Du Weilian. Du Weilian, a direct disciple of Dragon God Douluo and a follower of Yan Shaozhe, was known to be a potential future Vice Dean of the Martial Soul Department. A simple dormitory issue would naturally not be refused. Although, according to regulations, a new student like this who beat up a classmate outside the Dou Hun District should be given a major demerit or even expelled, rules are made by people.
Du Weilian conveyed apologies and one thousand gold coins in compensation, and arranged a new roommate for that girl, while arranging a single dormitory for Gu Yuena.
As for the reason for helping Gu Yuena so much?
An Zhen's answer was love at first sight.
Driven by lust.
Back in the dormitory.
Huo Yutong had quietly slipped away. At the girl's request, a somewhat helpless An Zhen activated the Virtual World. It was holiday time now, even machines would have problems if they ran for too long. He let Huo Yutong go in to cultivate while practicing inscribing the core formations of spirit tools. Huo Yutong was attempting to break through to a Rank 4 Soul Guide.
A diligent girl.
However, some of Shrek's spirit tool methods were still too backward. An Zhen had no doubt that Mingde Hall had already phased out these methods, just as the Spirit Masters of Mingde Hall were learning Spirit Master knowledge that lagged behind Shrek Academy.
The two should be combined!
An Zhen didn't demand that future Spirit Masters achieve success in both spirit tools and their own cultivation, as neither Yu Tong nor Lord Huo in the original novel possessed such talent, but at least they shouldn't be so deformity.
This World was truly wasted in the hands of these guys!
However, with his current status and strength, he couldn't make such changes to this World.
"Sigh~"
"What are you sighing about?"
A beautiful figure pushed the door open and walked in.
It was Gu Yuena.
She had come to accept An Zhen's submission.
"I suddenly realized I'm an ideal… ah no, a perfectionist, or rather, I want to transform things into the way I want them to be."
Gu Yuena found An Zhen's words a bit inexplicable.
Aren't all true Dragons like this?
They want everything to develop as they wish, possessing a desire to conquer and control all things.
An Zhen glanced at the exquisite silver-haired Dragon girl.
"Forget it, you wouldn't understand if I told you."
"..."
Gu Yuena heard the full disdain. This rebellious subordinate, if not for the fact that you're about to submit to me.
Dressed in a white dress and short boots, Gu Yuena sat on the edge of the bed like a queen, just as before. One shoe kicked off the heel of the other, and both short boots fell off, revealing a pair of smooth and delicate jade-like feet, creations as if by nature's uncanny craftsmanship, every curve seemingly precise to several decimal places, perfect!
"Bow."
Gu Yuena's tone was calm with a hint of arrogance.
"Did you wash them?"
"Why would I wash them?"
"For disinfection and sterilization."
But luckily, he had prepared in advance.
An Zhen took out a basin of clear water.
Gu Yuena looked at An Zhen's actions with some confusion, watching him grasp her ankle and place her jade-like feet into the basin. Her jade-like toes gently stepped on the clear water, and An Zhen's fingers carefully rubbed her jade-like feet, the gaps between her toes.
A servant's service?
An Zhen was actually willing to perform such humble service for her. Had she truly misunderstood him before?
After one basin of water, he changed to another.
"Not bad."
Holding a pair of jade-like feet in his palms, An Zhen admired his results, "Let's begin."
To be honest, An Zhen was a bit curious as to why Gu Yuena would be willing to do such a thing, or perhaps, this behavior was not considered intimacy between genders in the Dragon race's values.
An Zhen recalled Ice Empress's previous behavior, treating making someone lick her feet as an act of humiliation.
Uh, it seems this behavior is inherently humiliating, but humans have evolved it into a strange fetish.
"Slap!"
The clean, water-splashed sole of her foot directly stepped on An Zhen's face.
"Slurp~"
A little fragrant, couldn't resist.
...
"Whew~"
Gu Yuena took a deep breath.
She felt that the inexplicable sensation rising in her head was wrong. Why was her foot feeling this way? Was it because she saw this rebellious subordinate, who had previously spanked her bottom, now humbly licking her feet, and she felt too excited?
"An… An Zhen, it seems I misunderstood you before."
Such a lowly act, even between a monarch and a subject, would not occur. Even a subordinate would at most be stepped on. Only those fawning, small-minded individuals who wanted to curry favor with the strong would act this way. And undoubtedly, An Zhen, as the Fire Dragon King, was certainly not a weakling who needed to fawn. He was using this lowly method to repent for his previous disrespect and rebellion, to express his submission to her.
Willing to abandon the dignity of a Dragon King to do such a thing, An Zhen, I forgive your previous disrespect.
"Misunderstand what?"
An Zhen responded indistinctly, he was busy.
"You..."
Gu Yuena was very confused as to why her whole body felt soft and powerless. This unusual sensation was a bit like a creature in heat. No, no, how could she be like this? This was a very sacred moment; she was accepting An Zhen's submission.
After a period of time, Gu Yuena, dragging her somewhat abnormal, soft body, walked out from the first floor.
An Zhen did not imprint Gu Yuena.
Whether it was imprinting or pulling Gu Yuena's consciousness into the Virtual World, it was very risky. After all, she was once a God King-level powerhouse. Although this guy's performance, both in the original novel and now, was a bit disappointing, theoretically, in her prime, she was an existence comparable to the Golden Dragon King, who was rumored to have beaten Asura God Tang San in the God Realm.
"Young people just have so much vitality."
Mu En, who was sunbathing, suddenly sighed with emotion.
...
School started, and students who had enjoyed their vacation also returned to their dormitories within the specified time.
"Yu Tong!"
The pink-blue haired young man excitedly opened the dormitory door with a key and saw a cute blue-haired girl quietly lying on the bed, while the adjacent bed was already made.
"Has she entered the Dream World?"
After so many times, Wang Dong naturally recognized Huo Yutong's current state at a glance.
Since that was the case…
Wang Dong tiptoed out of the room, locked the door, and came to another dormitory door. He pulled out a key from his storage spirit tool and opened the door.
"Wang Dong…"
In the Virtual World, Huo Yutong's cheeks were puffed out. Her eyes, bright as stars, looked resentfully as her good friend slipped into her boyfriend's dormitory, locked the door, removed her facial disguise, kicked off her shoes, and directly pounced into An Zhen's arms.