Heavenly Dragon Doctor Son-in-Law-Chapter 131 - 132: Xiaowu, Do You Want to See a Good Video?

With a look of cold arrogance, Bai He shouted brashly at the waiter.

"If it isn’t Mr. Bai He! What brings you here today?" a gorgeous, slender woman said as she walked over slowly. She wore a red Galaxy uniform and seemed to be one of the managers.

That’s Bai He... his family is rich and influential, and he has a powerful uncle who’s a manager at Galaxy. If I could hook up with him, my career would take off instantly.

At that moment, Bai He was brimming with pride, and even the sycophants flanking him looked incredibly smug.

"I’m here with some friends. Go and open up the Immortal Platform for us," Bai He commanded, his hands clasped behind his back, his expression full of hubris. "Bring us your finest ingredients. And get my private collection of wine."

"Mr. Bai He, the Immortal Platform has already been reserved..." the manager said apologetically.

"Who reserved it? Tell them I’ll pay fifty thousand to have them scram!"

"Listen, girl! Are you trying to embarrass Bai He?" Li Min snapped, her face contorted with rage.

"Miss, how would I dare cause trouble for Mr. Bai He? It’s just that the party made their reservation in advance. Forcing them to leave would be against our policy! Surely a magnanimous man like Mr. Bai He wouldn’t concern himself with such a small matter, right?" The manager’s hands gently brushed against Bai He’s chest as she spoke respectfully.

"This..." Bai He’s pride swelled at her words.

"Alright, we’re here to have a good time, not to start a fight," Jiang Tiantian said to the manager in an understanding tone. "Any room will do."

"Since Tiantian has spoken, let’s take another room."

"Thank you, Mr. Bai He. Rest assured, I’ll make sure everything is perfectly arranged."

Under the manager’s guidance, the group was soon led to a private room. The interior was resplendent in gold. It featured a large hotpot table, a karaoke area with leather sofas, and a spread of exceptionally fine refreshments.

As soon as they entered, Jiang Tiantian immediately sat down next to Tang Xuewu. They were the best of friends, so naturally, she didn’t want anyone else to see the video of the man Lin Yanrou idolized. They had to watch it secretly, just the two of them. As the two girls began to chat intimately, Qin Long sat off to the side, idly playing a tile-matching game on his phone.

"Xuewu, I bet you’ll be completely captivated the moment you see this man’s video," Jiang Tiantian said excitedly, searching through her phone. "A single glance is enough to make any girl fall for him, especially with that world-conquering aura and temperament of his."

Tang Xuewu’s curiosity was instantly piqued. Is she exaggerating?

"Haha, don’t take my word for it. Just watch and you’ll see." Jiang Tiantian cautiously glanced around before slowly holding her phone out in front of Tang Xuewu.

The video was set in a world of ice and snow, giving off a palpable chill. A man clad in a White Dragon Battle Robe appeared on screen, a longsword in his hand. Below him stood countless, densely packed soldiers. The video then showed the man’s back and profile, both radiating resolve and determination. He stood tall and straight, his hands gripping the longsword plunged into the top of the city wall. The shot was filmed from a low angle, making it seem as if the legions of soldiers were gazing up at him in awe.

He stood proudly on the ramparts in his White Dragon Battle Robe. The sword seemed to harbor an endless killing intent. Vaguely visible below him, four great generals knelt on one knee, their postures full of reverence. The incredibly cold and harsh environment only served to amplify the man’s imposing aura. He seemed like a true dragon walking among men. His posture was like a proud spear that looked down upon the world, an invincible and peerless figure. The sight was breathtaking.

"So, what do you think, my dear Xuewu? Isn’t this man radiating dominance?" Jiang Tiantian asked, waving a hand in front of Tang Xuewu’s dazed face. "Doesn’t he just make your heart flutter?"

She wasn’t at all surprised by Tang Xuewu’s reaction.

Meanwhile, a tempest was raging in Tang Xuewu’s heart. The man’s battle robe and longsword were strikingly similar to Qin Long’s. What shocked her most of all was that the man’s profile and back were also a near-perfect match for Qin Long’s! Having spent three years by his side, she recognized the resemblance in an instant.

She whipped her head around to look at Qin Long, who was still absorbed in his game. His back... it looked even more similar now. And his profile was...

Could it be? Is Qin Long that man?!

She knew this man was Lin Yanrou’s idol. Every time they spoke on the phone, Lin Yanrou would talk about how she was completely smitten with him. His status was supposedly incredibly high. And Qin Long... he had also served in the Southern Region! In the Nanjiang area! The more Tang Xuewu thought about it, the more shocked she became.

"A-Long!" Tang Xuewu couldn’t stop herself from grabbing his arm.

"Hm?" Qin Long put down his phone and looked at her in confusion.

As Qin Long turned to face her, she froze for a moment. After carefully studying his build and features, she noticed the stark differences. Qin Long was quite thin, and he didn’t seem particularly tall. The man in the video, however, was powerfully built with a resolute aura.

She smirked self-deprecatingly, finding her own train of thought ridiculous. Have I lost my mind? A man with that kind of aura must be a military prodigy. If Qin Long had that kind of strength, why would he be living so obscurely in Jiangzhong? Besides, a figure like that would be supported by the Grand Xia Nation for life, even if he were disabled. The crucial point is that the man in the video was healthy and powerfully built. And Qin Long?

Tang Xuewu had taken him to see countless specialists, all of whom said his meridians were damaged at birth, not from a later injury. In other words, Qin Long was born lame. How could he possibly be such an extraordinary figure?

With a soft sigh, Tang Xuewu dismissed the idea.

"Xuewu, are you okay?" Qin Long asked, looking at her with gentle concern.

"I’m fine. I just wanted to remind you not to get too obsessed with your game," she said, offering a random excuse and scratching her head with a faint smile.

I need to ask him about that sword and the white battle robe. The man in the video isn’t him, but those items are identical. This isn’t the right time. I’ll have to ask him when we’re alone.

"Then I’ll stop playing," Qin Long said obediently, switching off his phone.

"Xuewu, I’m trying to show you my idol. Why are you bothering Qin Long?" Jiang Tiantian said with a hint of annoyance, snatching her phone back.

"Sorry, Tiantian. But how did you get this video from Rourou? I know how careful she is; why would she send this to you?" Tang Xuewu asked.

"Oh, Rourou was originally trying to send me a link for some clothes, but I guess she sent this video by mistake. I saved it immediately, even though she retracted it right after. Hee hee..." Jiang Tiantian said, shaking her head adorably.

"Haha, you’re too much..." Tang Xuewu couldn’t help but laugh.

"Xuewu, Tiantian, come and play a game!" a voice called out.