Dragon Raja: The Divine Man Lu Mingfei

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were few. The silvery moonlight slanted in through the hotel window and fell on the carpet beside the bed, adding a touch of coolness to the hot summer night.

It was already late when the four of them returned to the hotel. Lu Mingfei suggested that they go back to their respective rooms to rest. As for Xia Mi, Su Enxi had already booked a suite with a view for her in advance. However, the little dragon seemed to have gotten a taste of the goodness of the game and clung to Lu Mingfei, refusing to leave. She even wanted to continue following Lu Mingfei into the same room, but Lu Mingfei firmly refused. It wasn't that he was incompetent, but that he had other things to do tonight.

After seeing off the reluctant Xia Mi, Lu Mingfei closed the door behind him. Unusually, instead of turning on his computer to play StarCraft with Lao Tang, he sat cross-legged on the bed and started studying the classic novel "Journey to the West," which has been passed down for hundreds of years, on his phone.

He didn't actually want to read the novel; he was just putting on an act and waiting for someone. He had deliberately given her some hints during the day to see if she was quick-witted enough. If she could grasp his meaning, her comprehension was decent, and he wouldn't mind teaching her some real skills.

It was past midnight, and all was quiet. Three soft knocks came from Lu Mingfei's door, the sound kept very low, as if afraid of disturbing others.

"Come in, the door's unlocked."

The door was gently pushed open a crack, and Su Enxi, wrapped in a beige silk robe, tiptoed in. As soon as she looked up, she saw Lu Mingfei sitting cross-legged on the bed, surrounded by a faint moonlight, exuding an indescribable and strange aura. For a moment, she felt that the person sitting in front of her was not her boss, but a living immortal who lived in seclusion in the deep mountains and did not care about the world.

"Why are you here so late at night instead of sleeping, you monkey?" Lu Mingfei asked deliberately in a mysterious tone.

"Boss, didn't you tell me to come find you at this time?" Su Enxi answered as she approached the bedside.

"Oh? When did I say you should come to me?" Lu Mingfei asked knowingly.

"Boss, you hit me three times during the day and even mentioned Journey to the West, wasn't that just so I would come to you at midnight?" Su Enxi said, feeling smug about her own cleverness.

Lu Mingfei nodded in satisfaction, his eyes still closed, his back ramrod straight, adopting the posture of a reclusive sage: "Good, it seems you do have good comprehension. Considering your piousness and eagerness to learn, I will impart some Taoist arts to you." He paused, deliberately drawing out his words, and continued, "I have techniques for changing postures here, divided into two types: one with thirty-six transformations and the other with seventy-two transformations. Which one would you like to learn?"

Upon hearing that there were real skills to learn, Su Enxi quickly took half a step forward, her tone eager: "Boss, I want to learn a lot, I want to learn the seventy-two transformations!"

"Hmm? Still calling me boss?" Lu Mingfei remained in a cross-legged sitting position, but his eyes, which were closed, were slightly opened, and he glanced at Su Enxi with a sidelong look.

Su Enxi reacted quickly, immediately correcting herself and bowing slightly: "Yes, yes, yes! This disciple was wrong! Master! This disciple Su Enxi wishes to learn the seventy-two transformations, please instruct me!"

Although Su Enxi didn't know what Lu Mingfei was trying to do, she knew that following the boss's lead was the right thing to do. Since the boss was willing to act, she would cooperate. If she acted well, she would definitely get some great opportunity, and she wouldn't lose out!

"Excellent, excellent! With such a disciple, what more could a master ask for!" Lu Mingfei couldn't help but clap his hands, sighing with satisfaction. Then he raised his hand, pointed to the empty seat in front of him, and slowly said, "Enxi, come and sit down."

Su Enxi's eyes lit up at the words, and she immediately climbed up the edge of the bed, moving in a few steps to sit opposite Lu Mingfei. She obediently imitated his posture, sitting cross-legged steadily. Tonight, she was wearing a short silk nightgown, the hem of which was already short. As she sat down, the hem naturally slid up her thighs, revealing most of her fair and straight legs. Her delicate skin glowed softly in the moonlight, and her lines were as smooth as exquisite jade carvings.

Further up, the hem of the skirt sits just above the top of the thigh, revealing a small patch of porcelain-white skin—the absolute territory that makes one's heart race. The soft edges of the skirt droop, and with just a slight tilt of the head, one's gaze can inadvertently slide down, as if glimpsing the mysterious scenery hidden behind the fabric.

"Extend your hand." Lu Mingfei kept his eyes slightly closed, adopting a superior posture.

Hearing this, Su Enxi dared not delay and quickly extended her right hand, offering her wrist forward. Lu Mingfei then opened his eyes, reached out and grabbed her wrist, his fingertips applying slight pressure as he slowly slid up the sleeve of her silk robe, pushing the loose fabric up little by little until her fair, snow-white forearm was revealed. Perhaps due to her excellent daily skincare, Su Enxi's skin had a porcelain-like luster, so delicate that not even half a pore could be seen, with smooth, rounded lines, exuding a full and soft texture.

Lu Mingfei's fingertips traced her skin, slowly moving from her wrist to her elbow and back again, like an old Chinese medicine doctor examining bones. After a thorough examination, he nodded and said, "Not bad, not bad. Su Enxi, bone age 25, bloodline rating A, dragon power level 50. You must have put in a lot of effort to break through to level 50 at this age, right?"

"Uh... Master, may I ask what this Dragon Power is? I've never heard of it before?" Su Enxi asked, puzzled by the new term Lu Mingfei had suddenly uttered.

"It's a standard I created to evaluate a person's strength, you don't need to take it too seriously." Mingfei said, but his hands didn't stop, his fingertips still slowly tracing her forearm.

"Alright..." Seeing that Lu Mingfei had no intention of going into details, Su Enxi wisely stopped asking.

After a while, Lu Mingfei withdrew his hand, frowned, and asked with a hint of disappointment, "Do you rarely exercise?"

Su Enxi felt a little guilty: "Boss, how did you know? But let me explain, I have my reasons..."

Su Enxi was about to explain when Lu Mingfei raised his hand to interrupt her: "Stop, I don't need your explanation." After a pause, he shook his head and sighed: "Alas, weak, too weak. Your physical condition is far too weak! You must know that to learn Taoist arts well, you must have a strong body as a foundation. You simply cannot learn my skills like this."

"Huh? No way, Master? You're so powerful, don't you have any way to fix this?" Su Enxi panicked and leaned forward, staring anxiously at Lu Mingfei. But because of her leaning forward, the already loose neckline of her nightgown slid down her shoulders, and if Lu Mingfei lowered his head even slightly, he could clearly see her soft, smooth skin and the deep cleavage.

But Lu Mingfei didn't look at her directly, only giving her a meaningful look: "Yes, I can help you strengthen your bloodline, thereby improving your physical attributes. It just depends on whether you're willing to accept it."

"Yes! Of course I'm willing!" Su Enxi agreed without even thinking, without asking what the method was.