"You look unfamiliar," Qian Ran said nonchalantly.
"I'm a new teacher. It's normal that you haven't seen me before," Xue Lingxun replied, trying to keep her composure.
"Oh, I see. Have a seat."
Qian Ran cast a casual glance at Xue Lingxun. For someone trying to blend in, she wasn't doing a bad job—if you ignored her inescapable air of nobility. Her outfit added an alluring touch, and she certainly played the part convincingly.
Xue Lingxun felt uneasy under Qian Ran's scrutinizing gaze but forced herself to sit on the sofa with apparent calm.
She wanted nothing more than to act now—capture or even kill Qian Ran.
But she knew it wasn't the right time. Qian Ran was powerful, and unless she could lower his guard to the absolute minimum, success was impossible. This was a one-shot opportunity.
"Do you dance?" Qian Ran asked, pouring himself a glass of red wine and taking a sip.
His senses were sharp, and he could clearly perceive the faint killing intent emanating from Xue Lingxun, as well as the subtle tension in her expressions.
Someone had entered his domain intending to kill him—how delightfully wicked!
"W-what are you talking about?" Xue Lingxun asked, feeling slightly off-balance. Dancing for Qian Ran? Impossible!
"You waited for me outside my dorm. Isn't it because you want to improve yourself? If not, you're free to leave," Qian Ran said, savoring his wine while shamelessly admiring her stunning features.
To his surprise, Xue Lingxun was breathtakingly beautiful. While Xu Sanshi was unimpressive, his mother was truly exceptional.
Pity there were no system rewards for this.
Then again, Xue Lingxun wasn't a major character in the original story, appearing only as a supporting role in Xu Sanshi's subplot. Moreover, her mature beauty didn't typically align with the system's criteria for "goddess-tier" characters. Only women like Xian Liner and Cai Meier had earned that recognition.
Mature women were just Qian Ran's personal preference.
"Improve…"
"That's right, don't you want to grow stronger?"
Xue Lingxun froze momentarily.
Improvement? Why did perfectly normal words from Qian Ran's mouth always sound... off?
She had considered using her charm to get close to Qian Ran. But now, faced with the reality of her plan, she couldn't help feeling regret.
Still, the thought of the humiliations she endured helping Xu Sanshi suppress his dark energy at the Xuanyuan Sect steeled her resolve.
Xu Sanshi had been ruined, and Qian Ran had to pay the price.
Besides, this scoundrel had undoubtedly wronged countless women. If he could stir up so much chaos here as an exchange student, what kind of havoc would he wreak back at his home turf in Shrek Academy?
If she eliminated Qian Ran, she would be doing the world a favor.
Taking a deep breath, Xue Lingxun began dancing, drawing upon the courtly dances she had learned in her youth. Even without traditional palace attire, her movements had a refined elegance that mesmerized. A beautiful dancer made any dance captivating.
"Too tame," Qian Ran remarked after a moment, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. Of course, he was doing this on purpose—testing Xue Lingxun's limits.
Sure enough, she froze mid-dance, her face flushing red.
What does he mean by too tame?
What more does this degenerate want?
What sort of debauchery does Qian Ran get up to in his dormitory every day?
At that moment, the door opened, and Juzi walked in.
"Perfect timing, Juzi. Show her what real dancing looks like," Qian Ran said with a grin.
Since Qian Ran discovered that he could transmit images from his mind to Juzi and the others, his imagination had run wild.
Through this ability, Qian Ran had introduced them to the provocative dances performed by pop groups from a certain island nation in his previous life—"the dreams of the commoners, the playthings of the wealthy." Juzi and the others had studied these moves with enthusiasm, incorporating their suggestive movements and techniques into their repertoire.
Juzi hesitated for only a moment, then removed her school jacket and began to move her body.
Her dance seamlessly combined grace and seduction: bending and arching at just the right moments, hands sliding sensually over her body, alternating between quick and slow movements.
Xue Lingxun was stunned.
Raised in the palace, she had been taught that proper etiquette and refined movements were paramount. The dances she had learned were designed to embody grace and decorum.
She had never seen anything like this.
This was… obscene. A dance designed purely to titillate men.
Even as a woman, she couldn't help but feel drawn in by Juzi's hypnotic movements.
It was no surprise. In his previous life, the idol industry on that island nation had mastered the art of showcasing feminine allure to an extreme degree. To attract the wealthy elite, they had perfected the integration of sensuality into every pose and gesture.
If even Xue Lingxun—a woman—was captivated, how could men possibly resist?
When Juzi finished her demonstration, she shyly stuck out her tongue at Qian Ran and stopped.
If it had been just Qian Ran watching, she wouldn't have minded. As far as Juzi was concerned, pleasing him was worth any effort—she was already his woman. But in front of a stranger, even Juzi felt self-conscious.
"Your turn," Qian Ran said, looking at Xue Lingxun.
"Juzi, prepare an outfit for Miss Xue," he added, his gaze meeting Juzi's meaningfully.
Juzi quickly understood his intent. She didn't know how this woman had offended Qian Ran, but it was clear he was deliberately toying with her. How mischievous!
Perhaps this woman had approached Qian Ran with ulterior motives, and this was his way of dealing with her. Juzi was sharp but chose not to point it out.
She brought out a black fishnet bunny girl costume she had worn before and handed it to Xue Lingxun.
At this, Xue Lingxun felt an overwhelming urge to flee.
Humiliated and furious, she glared at Qian Ran, her teeth grinding in frustration.
This scoundrel! This villain! This depraved fiend!
(End of Chapter)