Qin Feng thought for a moment and decided to stop while he was ahead.
Although he knew that the chosen oneâs personal possessions definitely exceeded 1.5 million high-quality spirit stones, compared to a subordinate who had obtained the position of an emperor, even more high-quality spirit stones would only be a drop in the ocean.
Spirit stones could be obtained later, but the flower that must wither must do so today.
"1.5 million high-quality spirit stones, once!"
"1.5 million high-quality spirit stones, twice!"
"1.5 million high-quality spirit stones, thrice!"
"1.5 million high-quality spirit stones, deal! Congratulations to this young master!!"
The plump madamâs face was flushed with excitement; even now, she felt as if she were dreaming.
There was actually a fool who would spend 1.5 million high-quality spirit stones on a courtesan.
One could only say that with money, one could do whatever they wanted!
Fang Chang let out a deep breath.
If the other party had really raised the bid, he would have had to risk exposing his identity and forcibly take the person away.
But fortunately, he was the protagonist who had come from another world, and these scoundrels could not affect his coolness.
Especially when Miss Dongfang, upon seeing his victory, had her eyes regain their luster, revealing unprecedented surprise and admiration.
It should be admiration, not the look of a hunter encountering prey.
After paying the spirit stones, Fang Chang walked into Miss Dongfangâs boudoir amidst the envious and hateful gazes of the gentlemen.
The room was lit by red candles, casting a faint red glow, accompanied by a faint fragrance.
"Miss Dongfang, I am merely out of sympathy for you, not with any ulterior motives!" Fang Chang, feeling like a cold and ruthless devil, still had the dead fish face expression of a cheap ancient drama.
Indeed, just as the master said!
Miss Dongfang thought to herself.
What a guy, she felt that Qin Feng was even more unfathomable.
After transforming into this appearance, Qin Feng had told him how to conquer the dead fish face young man.
Besides instructing him to make specific expressions at specific times, he also told him that once the other party became a gentleman, he should recite poetry with him, spit, recite poetry.
"I know, a courtesan like me would tarnish the reputation of a young master!"
Miss Dongfang immediately got into character, reciting with a self-deprecating tone: "A pair of jade arms have been shared by a thousand, a bit of red lips have been tasted by ten thousand. Adorned with a charming body, feigning a false heart."
"Miss Dongfang, you misunderstand, thatâs not what I meant..."
Fang Chang couldnât help but frown slightly.
Since entering the room, he had felt very uncomfortable.
He originally wanted to take Miss Dongfang and leave quickly, but upon hearing her recite poetry and seeing her face, which was about seven or eight parts similar to Princess Nanfeng, his first love, he couldnât help but want to show off the ancient poems and verses he had memorized over the years.
"Young master, thereâs no need to say more, this is Miss Dongfangâs fate!"
Miss Dongfang, with tears in her eyes, stood up and took off her clothes in front of Fang Chang.
"Miss Dongfang, I am not that kind of person!"
Fang Changâs dead fish face changed, and he quickly turned his head away.
Just as he was thinking whether to be a beast or worse than a beast, a sudden flame ignited within him, just like when he was hit by Qin Fengâs âMad Sowâ during the life-and-death elimination match.
This impulsive feeling, he would never forget in his life!
"Somethingâs not right, this smell..."
Fang Chang also noticed something was wrong and quickly looked at the red candles in the room.
But before he could confirm whether the red candles contained âMad Sow,â the already red-eyed Miss Dongfang pounced on him and knocked him to the ground.
Faced with the now undressed Miss Dongfang, Fang Chang felt he couldnât be worse than a beast and could only choose to be a beast.
Why does she have it too!?
Fang Chang touched something, and he instantly became clear-headed.
When he lifted his head, the beautiful Miss Dongfang had disappeared, replaced by the Shape-shifting Demon Lord.
"Hehehehe, my position as the emperor is secure!"
The Shape-shifting Demon Lord, seeing the hooked Fang Chang, couldnât help but let out the villainâs signature laugh.
"How can it be you, no, donât come over!!"
Fang Chang was so scared that he... He watched helplessly as the Shape-shifting Demon Lordâs figure loomed over him, finally experiencing the fear he had felt earlier.
Suddenly, lightning and thunder filled the sky, and a torrential rain began to fall.
It seemed that even the heavens had no way to save Fang Chang and could only send rain to add to his excitement, spit, to cry for his tragic fate.
The gentlemen in the pleasure district hurriedly found places to shelter from the rain, estimating that they wouldnât be able to return home tonight.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for setting up a trap and selling the chosen one, earning 200,000 villain points!"
"Can you speak properly!?"
Qin Feng immediately became unhappy.
The truth hasnât been revealed yet, how can you use the word âsellâ? What if the two of them hit it off and live happily ever after, wouldnât he be wrongly accused?
Qin Feng checked the time, knowing that the time for the Kunlun Secret Realm to open was approaching. He led Qian Jun, Wan Ma, and Xiao Bai through the rain to the destination.
As for the Shape-shifting Demon Lord...
His age had long passed thirty, so he couldnât go to the Kunlun Secret Realm with them. It was better to leave him to enjoy his life outside.
Qian Jun quickly took out the prepared umbrella to maintain Qin Fengâs elegant appearance, while he and Wan Ma stood behind, getting drenched by the rain.
Pitter-patter! Pitter-patter!
A rapid sound of footsteps on the water echoed.
A young man in black, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, quickly passed by Qin Feng, holding a seemingly ordinary long sword.
Qin Feng, as if electrocuted, quickly turned around to look.
On the other side, Lin San also stopped and turned to look at the person he had just passed.
The two confirmed their gazes, recognizing each other as the person they had thought of for seven years.
The rain was pouring, and the moonlight was like a painting.
The pleasure district was brightly lit and still bustling. Qin Feng and Lin San, after seven years, met again, standing on opposite sides of the street, ignoring the surrounding noise and rain, their eyes only on the one they had waited for seven years.
Wan Ma noticed that something was wrong with Qin Feng and quickly waved his hand in front of Qin Fengâs eyes.
Qin Feng stared at Lin San with burning eyes and said excitedly, "I have searched for him a thousand times, and suddenly, I turn around, and there he is, in the dimly lit corner!"
Qian Jun and Wan Ma looked back and forth between the two, feeling that there must be a story between them.
"Qin brotherâs eyes, why are they even more unbearable than seven years ago!"
Lin Sanâs heart raced under Qin Fengâs gaze, feeling that he was about to lose control.
Xiao Bai also curiously looked at the two, feeling that this scene should be accompanied by music.
Flowers fall in the city as you turn your head
Hoofbeats fade as you show your tenderness
Who still waits in the mountain pavilion for the rain to fall
One person, one city, warming a pot of wine