Douluo: Unbeatable from Capturing a Goddess

Where were we again? Soon, you'll know this is just the beginning.

"I'll take them back to the room first," Luo Yu said, and the four of them tensed up.

"Just the two of you staying here?"

After Luo Yu finished speaking, the two women politely gestured to the elders and followed Luo Yu to his room.

Left behind were Luotian and his son, in disarray.

Luotian hesitated:

"Xiao Fan, is it I who clings to the old times and can't keep up with the new era?"

Luo Fan gave a bitter smile, for in his heart, there was only one thing to say.

What the fuck!

This young man?

He plays way too wild.

"Dad, it seems it's not us who can't keep up with the times, but that this kid is way ahead," Luo Fan lamented, "Our family has been modest for generations; how did we end up with such a playboy?"

Luotian glared.

"What do you mean playboy? This is what having strength is all about!"

Luo Fan nodded, his face filled with resignation.

"Right, right, right!"

"That time when I was dating Feng Rou, just because a female star invited me to dinner, you gave me a beating," Luo Fan recalled.

Luotian shook his head: "That's different."

"That's just favouritism," Luo Fan suddenly said: "Dad, I've got some small vests in my room, could you bring a few to Xiao Yu?"

"Small vests? What's that?" Luotian looked puzzled.

"They are... um, to prevent you from having great-grandchildren in ten months," Luo Fan explained earnestly.

"Get out!"

With a slap, Luotian swatted Luo Fan, flipping both him and his wheelchair over.

"Bang—"

Hearing the noise downstairs, Luo Fan raised an eyebrow.

"Leaving just the father and son down there, what are they doing, wrestling?"

Then, he looked towards the bedside where the two women had taken off their high heels.

Qin Lan's cheeks were flushed, and she sat cross-legged on the bed with her black silk-clad beautiful legs; the red nail polish of Jade Feet still managed to peek through the stockings, silently emitting a seductive charm.

Jia Lan sat on the edge of the bed, with her thigh-high socks reaching the fair skin of her calves, crossed together, like a mature woman sitting.

Both girls looked around, silent for a long while.

This amused Luo Yu.

"Hey!"

"What are you two so nervous about?"

Qin Lan turned her head away, annoyed, her red lips pouting.

"You tell me what we're nervous about?"

"You promised to show us around your house, said your cat can do backflips; but there was no tour, no cat, it just fast-forwarded to meeting the parents," Qin Lan complained.

Luo Yu's mouth curled into a smile.

"A tour of the bedroom is still a tour, right? Very few young women have had the chance to tour the bedroom of the Da Xia Godson," he teased.

Jia Lan looked up and said:

"You make a good point, but I still think you're a tad shameless."

"Right, you've lured two innocence young ladies into your den of wolves," Qin Lan pouted, her fair neck retracting slightly, her black silk-clad legs sitting further back as if her crisp white professional clothing was about to burst at the seams—unavoidable, given her stunning figure.

Luo Yu sheepishly touched his nose.

This was his first time alone with a woman.

But didn't they say online that the first time a man is alone with a woman, he's supposed to be nervous?

Why wasn't he nervous, but instead feeling a bit excited?

What was with this air of natural ease?

Luo Yu's heart trembled for a moment; could it be that he was naturally not a very good person? Otherwise, how could he explain this phenomenon?

"Where's the cat that can do backflips?" Jia Lan puffed up her cheeks in annoyance, her delicate makeup adding to her cuteness.

"Cough cough."

Luo Yu changed the subject:

"A cat that can do backflips, is that really more interesting than me? How about I perform one for you two?"

Jia Lan shook her head.

"No, let's not. Please don't try it."

"I'm afraid you'll flip right onto the bed with us."

Luo Yu clicked his tongue in admiration.

"You're young, but you sure know a lot."

"Stop talking nonsense," Jia Lan's cheeks flushed.

"I'm still a pure and virtuous girl."

Luo Yu shook his head.

"I don't believe it!"

"I am!" Jia Lan insisted, unable to tolerate such slander.

"Words alone are no proof," Luo Yu said with conviction.

"What, do you want me to prove it to you?" Jia Lan retorted fiercely, then her boldness dissipated, and she became a blushing bundle of embarrassment.

"You're a rogue!"

"You're up to no good," Luo Yu innocently spread his hands.

"Don't slander a good person, I didn't say anything," he defended himself.

"You might not have said a word, but you've said everything!!" Jia Lan turned towards Qin Lan on the bed: "Sister Lan, let's get out of here. This man is no good."

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"Hehehe!"

Luo Yu stood up, looking every bit the perfect villain.

"Once you've entered this young master's door, everything is up to me. Shout all you want, but shouting till your throat is sore won't help."

"Today,"

"this young master is going to devour you two tender, juicy little lambs."

Jia Lan's face turned pale with fright, her white thigh-high stockings kicking at the sheets as she moved closer to Qin Lan.

"Sister Lan—"

Qin Lan, on the other hand, moved closer to Luo Yu, her red lips curling up into the signature smile of a sexy mature lady.

"Since I can't resist, then I shall yield to Lord Luo. I only hope you would spare my little sister Lan Mei and let her leave."

Jia Lan was shocked.

This?

Was this the Qin Lan she knew? She's never been so proactive.

Looking at Qin Lan's smiling face, Luo Yu dropped the "hehehe" villainous laugh and waved his hand.

"Boring."

"Can't even scare you. I'm not playing anymore."

Qin Lan had an "I knew it" look as she sat back down.

And patted Jia Lan's hand gently.

"Lan Mei, can't you see what kind of person Lord Luo is? "

"If he really were a lecher, that sexy bar owner from the other night would not have been rejected, and would have been in his bed by now."

Jia Lan suddenly understood; then she felt annoyed.

Just now the points decreased for her and increased for Sister Lan, didn't they?

She was still too young.

"You two sit tight, I'm going downstairs to get you something to drink."

Luo Yu left the room.

As Luo Yu evidently did nothing, Jia Lan felt relieved but also inexplicably a little disappointed.

Doesn't that prove,

that she's not that attractive in a man's eyes?

Qin Lan stood up, looking around Luo Yu's large bedroom. The room was very spacious, at least a hundred square meters, larger than a typical residence.

There were no luxurious decorations, just necessities like a bed, a desk, and a wardrobe, all very simple and elegant.

Qin Lan said softly:

"Lan Mei, as you can see, Lord Luo is not as frivolous or profligate as he appears. That's just his cynicism."

"Sister Lan, why did we get so carried away and follow him home?" Jia Lan covered her face, thinking it was the boldest thing she had ever done, being such a timid person.

...

As Luo Yu reached the stairwell, he encountered two old men hurriedly tucking their heads back and straightening their listening ears.

A comical sight.

Luo Yu couldn't help but be speechless.

"You two are distinguished figures; why act like sneaky little rats?"

Luo Tiance, caring for his dignity, didn't say a word.

Luo Fan huffed:

"What way is that to speak to your father?"

Luo Yu rolled his eyes.

"Elder Luo, I'd advise you to speak more politely to me."

"Elder Luo?" Luo Fan's eyes bulged: "You little brat, just because you had an awakening today, do you think you can rise up against me???"

Luo Yu responded with a smile, "What, the legs don't want to recover anymore?"

Luo Fan, initially brimming with rage, hit a sudden pause.

"What?"

"I actually overheard you and my son getting emotional outside the door. Since I successfully practiced the 'Holy Path Invocation Technique' and woke the Ancient Spirits, my hearing's pretty good." Luo Yu blurted, "Dad, I can heal your legs."

Luo Fan couldn't believe it.

"What did you say?"

Luo Tiance also grabbed Luo Yu's arm, anxious:

"Xiao Yu, did you say you can heal it?"

"Yes," Luo Yu nodded, "a broken leg is nothing, I can heal it with a wave of my hand."

Luo Tiance was dumbfounded.

Luo Fan was utterly stunned.

His leg had confounded renowned doctors in Great Xia, and even many forces abroad were at a loss.

And you tell me you can heal it with a wave of your hand?

"Son, you can't just talk big like that, or you really might get a beating," Luo Fan said with a wry smile.

Luo Yu nodded.

"I can definitely heal it, but I have one small request."

"You name it! If you can make your father stand again, I'll agree to whatever you ask," Luo Fan said, not daring to hope for fear of disappointment.

But the miraculous feats of his son really did kindle a small flame of hope in his heart.

Luo Yu's smile widened playfully:

"You see, you've been my father for so many years, shouldn't we switch roles for a change?"

Luo Fan was so angry he nearly jumped up on the spot.

"I'll beat you to death, you unfilial son!!"

"Just kidding, just kidding! Just being cheeky, cheeky!!!"

Luo Yu hurriedly soothed his father, genuinely worried that the old man's chronic condition might be cured by sheer anger and he would jump up and give him a solid punch.

That would cast such a shadow over a young man's life.

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