Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!

Chapter 883 467: Open Up, Young Hero Duan Is Here for Inspection!



Chapter 883 467: Open Up, Young Hero Duan Is Here for Inspection!

By rights, Duan Yun didn't queue overnight, so the number he got should be one of the later ones.

But now, in his hand, there was a number that he could use immediately.

"Now, at this moment?"

Duan Yun looked at the number in his hand and asked.

The Red House Girl responsible for distributing the numbers said, "Of course, at this moment, take your beloved number and go find your sister to play with."

His special treatment instantly made those who queued with him feel jealous.

Especially because these people had mocked him before, their jealousy grew even more intense.

"What's the big deal, it's just sheer luck, he got a beloved number."

"Exactly, he's a foreigner, got lucky this time, unlike us who live here and can queue every time."

"Sigh, daring to offend Lord Hai and still take a beloved number, really."

When mentioning "Lord Hai," the man couldn't help but puff out his chest and made a respectful salute.

The so-called "beloved number" is something that the women inside Qinghong Building would issue to a man in the queue they fancy, allowing him to cut the line.

Mostly because they look good.

Even after disguise, Duan Yun was still the good-looking type.

The meaning behind these people's latter words is actually a bit of complaining that the Red House Girl dared to issue a number even to someone who offended Lord Hai, but after thinking about it, they didn't dare.

Not to mention the punishment for offending Lady Bodhisattva, just the rule of permanently not being able to queue for a number was nearly life-threatening for them.

They relied on queuing and reselling numbers for a living.

Duan Yun originally wanted to forcibly cut the queue and crush them all, but unexpectedly the other side was quite nice and even gave him a beloved number.

With no hesitation, Duan Yun took the beloved number and went into the green and red building amidst envious, jealous, and hateful gazes from those people.

At this moment, at the window on the fourth floor, two women in red stood leaning against the railing, watching all this.

"Sister, he offended Lord Hai, and yet you treated him favorably."

"I think Sister, you just like looking at faces."

The woman in red on the right laughed, "Precisely because he offended Lord Hai, I chose him."

The younger-looking girl beside her was surprised, "Sister, are you dissatisfied with Lord Hai from Fusang?"

The woman in red smiled enigmatically, "How could it be? I would never dare to be dissatisfied with Lord Hai; I intend to punish him severely on behalf of Lord Hai!"

The girl beside her's expression changed, and she whispered, "But Sister, Big Sister said she wants to be Lady Bodhisattva long and enduring, she can't go on like this."

"What do you know, these people, all have offended Lord Hai, what's the problem?"

As she spoke, the woman swayed her hips and walked toward the room.

She hadn't gone full strength in a long time; today, this little wild hoof made her indulge mundane desires.

...

"Miss Chunhai."

Duan Yun's number had this name.

The madam led the way ahead, grumbling at Duan Yun.

This madam was precisely the one who previously welcomed the Fusang people and scolded Duan Yun.

"Who knows if Miss Chun was blinded by lard or something, actually issuing a number to a sinner like you."

"Besides a good looking skin, what else do you have?"

From the moment they entered the building, the woman kept muttering, like a eunuch worrying instead of the emperor.

From her expression, she seemed eager to crush Duan Yun into pieces for her master.

Duan Yun snapped, "Ma'am, can't you shut up?"

"Shut up? You, a freeloader, dare ask me to shut... hmm!"

She wanted to shout but couldn't manage a sound anymore.

Because Duan Yun had pressed a finger against her throat, the madam's eyes almost popped out.

At this point, Duan Yun grabbed her head and said, "Watch carefully, see how I treat your esteemed lady and Lord Hai."

The madam was lifted by Duan Yun, comparable to a silent old pigeon.

Chunxue had finished her hair, prepared her tools, ready to give her all.

At this moment, she stood up, looking outside.

The young man was coming up slower than she expected.

So she leisurely rearranged the order of her tools.

Suddenly she looked up and found a silhouette on the door's paper window.

The silhouette obviously belonged to the madam.

"Aunt Li, let him in."

The silhouette shook its head.

Chunxue couldn't help but laugh, "Why, is he shy?"

The next moment, she had to stand up.

The reason being she didn't sense that young man.

He didn't follow her upstairs?

Did she untie her pants for nothing, with nobody coming?

Chunxue quickly opened the door and questioned the madam, "Where is he?"

The next instant, she was startled.

Because the madam didn't answer her question, and her eyes seemed troubled.

The madam stared at her, her eyeballs almost appeared to pop out, which was somewhat terrifying.

"Why are you so... hmm!"

Before she finished speaking, the madam gave her a finger.

This finger was quick and fierce, totally beyond her ability to dodge.

Although the madam was just a cheap hire from outside, usually adequate for common Martial Arts people, she wasn't even worth mentioning if confronting a master like her.

Yet, at this moment, Chunxue was hit.

When the fingertip touched her belly, she only felt like thunder struck her, and her whole body floated backwards.

She floated inside the room, and the madam followed, casually closing the door.

At this point, Chunxue realized there was another person behind the madam.

That young handsome man!

The young man she intended to go all out for!


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