Rise of the White Dragon

He had no intention of talking about the kidnapping that brought him here. Moreover, although he had actually liked her before, he now felt nothing for her. All he felt for her was disgust and disdain.

"Because I wanted to," Luan said dryly.

Carol felt strange when she heard him talking to her like that. What's more, she noticed that he was a little different. He was much more handsome, having good skin unlike other men who had a rough face. His features had a unique charm, seeming to have the elegance of a mature man. He exuded an aura of masculinity with his long white lashes, pointed nose, and thin lips.

Carol looked at the floor and bit her lip. But when she thought that Luan must have been jealous of Daniel, she tried to explain herself, "Luan, this just now- it's not what you are thinking! Daniel is just my cousin, and I am in Florianópolis visiting my aunt's house, who by the way is Daniel's mother, and it happened that we came together to see a movie that I was interested in watching." Carol thanked herself for her quick reasoning to make up a story and justify being here with Daniel.

"Okay." Luan's lips arched in a ridiculous smile, but one that was misinterpreted by Carol.

'Phew~' Carol let out a soft sigh inside and looked Luan up and down. Her eyes became greedy when she saw that he had become more handsome and charming. 'Hehe. He loves me! It's just a matter of time; if I use my 'bed technique' he will be mine!'

"Let's go." Luan ignored Carol's existence when he looked back at Ingrid. Seeing that Ingrid was not moving, he took her hand in order to leave that place.

"Luan?" Carol was once again surprised. She had already noticed Ingrid's presence before, but Carol had treated her like empty air. She had thought that Ingrid was just a parasite that was glued to Luan. Carol had not been worried because she "knew" that Luan was in love with herself, but seeing him hold another woman's hand in front of her, and wanting to leave her behind, it left her baffled and furious. And seeing that the girl Luan left with hand-in-hand was even more beautiful than she, herself was, with delicate features that had no need for any makeup, beautiful blond hair, a body with no sign of fat, and meat in all the right places, she was indeed irritated.

'She's fooling him! She must have undergone a lot of plastic surgery and all of it silicone! Also, she must be wearing a lot of expensive makeup and a wig; it can only be that!' Carol wanted to run after them and unmask the home wrecker, but she ended up losing sight of them.

Refusing to give up her search, she walked around like crazy trying to find Luan.

*

Luan and Ingrid were inside the elevator that went up to the third floor. Ingrid felt nervous because she was still holding hands with Luan, yet something inside her didn't want him to take his hand away. But remembering the girl just now, she couldn't help asking, "Who was she?"

"A girl I once liked," Luan answered sincerely.

"Liked?��� Ingrid looked at him.

"Yes," Luan said, "but it was a long time ago. Now, she means nothing to me."

"Great," Ingrid lowered her head and smiled.

Ingrid didn't notice how intimate her reaction was. She was just genuinely happy for Luan to say that Carol meant nothing to him.

*Ding!*

When the elevator stopped and opened, Luan released Ingrid's hand. It made her look at him and then at her hand that was now a little pink. She sighed with a small emptiness in her chest.

Leaving through the elevator door, being on the third floor of the mall, Luan turned to Ingrid and said, "Okay, let's look at some more clothing stores."

*

"It's a lot of clothes..." Ingrid murmured.

Both Luan and Ingrid held many shopping bags. They ended up buying many everyday clothes. If anyone knew that this amount of clothing was only for a short, three-week period, they would have been stunned.

"I just hope it's enough," Luan said. He knew that as they increased their level of cultivation, the training would get even harder.

"... It must be, right?" Upon hearing his words, Ingrid's expression was strange, as if doubting her own statement.

"Haha, it doesn't matter. If I need to, we can come back here," Luan said with an amused laugh. He found Ingrid's expression quite cute.

"Geee... Okay." Ingrid's face flushed, but she quickly returned to her original state.

Luan continued looking at her for a few seconds with a smile as they continued walking towards the elevator.

"Luan?"

"Yes?" He looked at her again.

"Don't you need to call Sebastian?" She asked quizzically.

"Oh, I already did this while you were in the bathroom," Luan said.

"Well..." Ingrid fell silent again and continued to walk beside Luan while holding many shopping bags.

"It's heavy, isn't it?" Luan asked softly.

"It's okay, did you forget that I too am strong?" Ingrid asked rhetorically as she raised her right eyebrow.

"My mistake; forget what I said,�� Luan chuckled. He had a lot of fun when he was with her. Ingrid showed him many different expressions, each more interesting than the last.

In the end they left and did not meet Carol again.

*

When they got home it was already afternoon. They had eaten a little at the mall, so they skipped lunch and got ready with the gym clothes they bought and started training.

Unlike in the beginning, Ingrid was able to perform body movements at a considerably fast speed. She was already 17 times stronger than a normal man, although she was still slower compared to Luan, who was already 22 times stronger than a normal man. However, Luan was someone with vast experience, so he was surprised and very satisfied with the result that Ingrid managed to achieve.

Luan didn't know what happened to Ingrid in his past life, but he thought that if she didn't die before the fourth awakening, she must have been someone he knew. Although, he couldn't recollect anyone who looked like her.

As he no longer had to worry about the clothes tearing while training, Luan did the movement training even faster. Soon, his forehead began to drip with sweat. He moved so fast that, even for an instant, one could see his post-image. Sometimes it even seemed like he had more than two hands. Ingrid was often shocked when she saw him train.

When he started to get tired and knew he couldn't continue, or he would end up hurting himself, Luan took a deep breath and exhaled, sitting on the floor with his legs crossed in the lotus position.

Luan closed his eyes and began to perform the body meditation technique. The shackles of energy from heaven and earth began to manifest almost immediately when Luan started to meditate. Mana gathered around him, creating a semi-transparent dome. It was as if he were wrapped in a soap bubble.

A few minutes later, Ingrid finished her movement training, and she was already soaked with her own sweat. Looking in Luan's direction while controlling her breathing, she thought, 'Very incredible, he is...'

'Oh no!' She felt she was falling in love with this man named Luan Dimas.

Shaking her head, banishing useless thoughts out of her mind, she took a few deep breaths. Slapping her face weakly, she encouraged herself, 'Right! Don't think about anything; just focus on cultivation!'

{Edited by: Azurtha}