56: Sign up for yoga

Returning to her home on the top floor of Boyue Mansion, Lei Jun sank lazily into the sofa.

The matter with Zhang Biao, although temporarily resolved, was still somewhat unpleasant.

She would see how the police handled the follow-up.

Now, she needed to do something to distract herself.

"Lei Ying, come, let's play a couple of games," she called out.

"Yes, Miss," Lei Ying immediately sat down beside her and took out her phone.

Entering honor of kings, Lei Ying's maneuvers were still as precise as a machine.

Not only did she dominate the field and lead the team to victory, but she also deliberately calculated damage to leave the low-health kills for Lei Jun.

Seeing the brilliant record of the hero she controlled, Lei Jun's mood indeed improved significantly.

With Lei Ying by her side, it seemed any trouble could be quickly forgotten.

She noticed that during the game, Lei Ying's eyes, which had been slightly cold due to the Zhang Biao incident, also softened a bit, as if her inner anger was being vented through each precise kill.

After a few games, Lei Jun exited the game contentedly and habitually summoned the system interface.

The mission list had refreshed.

[godly tycoon mission: As a goddess, your temperament and posture must also be perfect. Please sign up for yoga to sculpt a more elegant figure. Mission Reward: 1,000 godly tycoon coins.]

Learning yoga?

Lei Jun frowned slightly, subconsciously imagining those contorted movements that required extreme flexibility.

It looked like it might hurt... her tolerance for pain wasn't very high.

However, the reward of 1,000 godly tycoon coins was quite tempting.

Forget it, for the sake of the godly tycoon coins, she would give it a try; at worst, she'd just give up if she couldn't take it.

Her gaze fell on the upright Lei Ying beside her, and her eyes darted as an idea suddenly occurred to her.

How boring it would be to go alone; she would have Lei Ying accompany her!

She imagined Lei Ying, this usually cold and serious android, following a teacher's yoga poses, and thought it would definitely be interesting.

Mmm, it was settled then.

Thus, Lei Jun stood up, deciding to get ready and head out to sign up.

While she was applying a bit of makeup at her vanity, the circles of the major wealthy families in Dragon City were surging with undercurrents because of her incident with Zhang Biao.

Inside a high-end club, Young Master Wu, Sun Hao, and several other young masters were gathered, talking in low voices.

"Have you heard? Zhang Biao really messed up this time," Young Master Wu swirled his wine glass, his tone carrying a hint of sighing and lingering fear.

"More than just messed up, he almost lost his life," Sun Hao lowered his voice. "Shot in all four limbs, he's still lying in the hospital. The key is, the police are being very tight-lipped, only saying Zhang Biao was subdued while committing a crime with a firearm, and mentioning nothing else."

"You all know Zhang Biao, he's used to being lawless. This time he actually kicked such a hard piece of iron..." another young master remarked. "Even he couldn't do anything to Lei Jun and was instead dealt with so miserably. This Lei Jun's background is probably deeper than we previously guessed."

"From now on in Dragon City, this Miss Lei is someone who absolutely cannot be offended," Young Master Wu concluded. Everyone nodded, carving the rule that they must never provoke Lei Jun into their hearts.

Zhang Biao's miserable state was the most vivid cautionary tale.

Lei Jun naturally didn't know about these discussions; she finished her makeup and looked at her perfect reflection in the mirror, but always felt something was missing.

She seemed bored with her hairstyle and wanted to change it.

She was a woman of action and immediately took out her phone to contact Tony, the hair stylist with a strong artistic flair.

"Tony, are you in Dragon City right now? I want to change my hairstyle."

An exaggerated and excited voice immediately came from the other end of the phone.

"Oh My God!"

"My dear Muse, you have finally summoned me!"

"I am currently out of town participating in a hair show, but that is not important!"

"As long as you need me, I will fly back to Dragon City immediately, right away, right now!"

Lei Jun felt bad and said, "There's no need for such trouble. If you're busy, I can find someone else."

"Find someone else?"

Tony jumped up in anxiety.

"Let those mediocre talents touch my Muse's hair?"

"This is simply a desecration of art!"

He hurriedly said.

"No, I am more than willing!"

"Miss Lei, you are the source of my inspiration, my one and only Muse!"

"Let others design your hairstyle?"

"How could they understand your unique beauty?"

"Just the thought of those trashy designers using their tacky aesthetics to ruin your perfect hair... my heart, it hurts so much!"

"Wait for me, I'll book the nearest flight immediately. I guarantee I'll appear before you by four in the afternoon!"

After saying that, without waiting for Lei Jun to refuse again, he hung up the phone.

Lei Jun listened to the busy signal on the phone and smiled somewhat helplessly.

This Tony was truly... such an artist.

In her heart, she didn't actually dislike the feeling of being valued, especially when the other party was based on the pursuit of beauty.

Since it was hard to refuse such kindness, she would trouble him one more time.

She checked the time; it was already past eleven in the morning.

She said to Lei Ying, "Let's go, we'll eat first."

They went to a well-known shop and had a bowl of steaming Henan Hulatang.

The spicy and savory soup slid down her throat, carrying the warmth of pepper, instantly awakening her taste buds. The ingredients like gluten, wood ear mushrooms, and beef were also rich and chewy.

The taste was very authentic, and she felt warm all over after finishing it.

Lei Jun was satisfied.

She suddenly remembered some controversial comments she had seen before by the singer Su Xing regarding Hulatang and his subsequent apology.

Fortunately, Su Xing apologized quickly, otherwise, he would have offended many people.

Food is something where everyone has their own preference; everyone has their own number one in their heart.

One can express preferences, but there's really no need to elevate one place's cuisine by belittling another's.

After eating, she and Lei Ying went to a nearby library to read for a while, enjoying a moment of peace.

After two in the afternoon, as planned, they arrived at a very high-end and private yoga club located in the core area of Dragon City's CBD.

Brahma Realm: Body and Mind Palace.

The environment was quiet and elegant, with a very stylish decor that looked expensive at a glance.

Lei Jun signed up for herself and Lei Ying directly, both for a year-long course.

Under Lei Jun's mandatory orders, Lei Ying, who originally had no interest in this and considered it 'inefficient physical regulation,' could only expressionlessly change into yoga clothes with her.

When Lei Jun and Lei Ying walked into the bright yoga classroom, they instantly attracted the gaze of all the students present.

Low whispers began to sound.

"Gosh, these two have such great figures, especially the silver-haired one, her proportions are perfect!"

"Is that Silver-haired Girl a celebrity? I've never seen that face before, she's so beautiful, her temperament is amazing!"

"The cold-faced girl next to her also has a superb figure, she looks very powerful."

"With figures like theirs, they're still practicing yoga? I feel like I'm being hit by a dimensionality reduction strike..."

"Hmph, what's the use of being good-looking? Yoga is about the inner self!"

"If I could have even half of their temperament and figure, I'd wake up laughing in my dreams."

"It's over, with them here, the teacher probably won't even look at us..."