Chapter 103: Poor Tom

Lu Mingfei had seen a picture online before, one he'd come across while browsing forums in Su Lin's world.

Two Japanese-style female Gao Zhongsheng sat on either side of a little boy in the middle, the pressure overwhelming.

Lu Mingfei felt like he was that little boy, sandwiched between two female hooligans on the sofa.

He sat right in the middle of the sofa, with Jiu De Mayi and Su Enxi flanking him on either side.

"Oh, shy now?" Jiu De Mayi tilted Lu Mingfei's chin up. "Mmm, compared to that ultimate-evolution type the Big Boss is, this shy little boy is more to my taste."

With a smack, Su Enxi knocked Jiu De Mayi's hand away.

"Mr. Iron-Willed, could you hurry up and crawl? After all, it's just a third-person movie—you're not actually getting into character, are you?" Su Enxi said mockingly.

"Oh? Jealous?" Jiu De Mayi laughed, her orange eyeshadow making the smile even more seductive.

"Gulp." Lu Mingfei swallowed hard, restless. He regretted that aside from cultivation, he had never bothered to learn many spells—especially escape techniques, which he couldn't do at all.

If only he had a Grand Void Escape technique right now.

"Ladies, could you say something we can actually understand?" Lu Mingfei said weakly. "If you need someone to drink with, I recommend…"

Su Enxi cupped Lu Mingfei's face and squeezed it. "This lady is naming you as my companion tonight!"

"I want to see your boss!" Lu Mingfei protested. He was genuinely panicking now—the script was wrong.

"He's busy splitting assets with the Big Boss right now. Little punk, come on, drink up!" Su Enxi picked up a glass of champagne and held it to Lu Mingfei's lips. "Or do you want me to feed it to you?"

"Once you finish, let's chat about the little boy Lu Zhi'en from the TV drama and his daddy and mommy."

"Pfft!" Jiu De Mayi sprayed out a mouthful of wine.

Completely clueless about his current predicament, Lu Mingfei muddle-headedly began his nightclub debut.

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"If you're willing to teach, you can charge some tuition." Su Lin said to Lao Tang. "They're in the arms business—they've got money."

The show hadn't appeared, so everyone could only make small talk. The atmosphere of a ladies' nightclub didn't really click for the people present.

"Greenbacks?" Lao Tang asked cautiously. "US dollars work too."

"I'm talking about cultivation resources or treasures." Su Lin corrected him, finding it a bit funny. "You're a Dragon King—can't you set your price a little higher?"

"You're my savior, and Constantine still needs to trouble you. I'll just charge a few tens of millions as a token." Lao Tang said, gnawing on a skewer.

"That's a separate matter. Lu Mingfei has already paid."

Lao Lu's reward would have to wait, but a generous reward was worth waiting for.

【Gu Tianwang】 He couldn't cultivate any more diligently right now—he was afraid his current self was too compatible with this art.

He still craved good food, still glanced at beautiful women a few times, still wanted to try fun things when he saw them, still got angry at injustices, still felt compassion for the pitiable.

If he kept cultivating, he might at most reach Deity Transformation—and then he might end up viewing the development of all things entirely from the Heavenly Dao's perspective.

Tsk tsk, imagine that—boundless universal love.

"Let him come over first. I don't know if I can teach him." Lao Tang said. His alchemy sat at the pinnacle of both dragons and humans; teaching some knowledge wasn't a problem. The key was whether the person had talent.

As for payment, supposedly that guy was pretty rich—mass-producing magical treasures in other worlds. He'd been too brazen selling counterfeits before with his weapon-copying ability, and was now in a transitional phase.

He was actually quite curious about this strange ability. Analyzing Items of the Realm and abilities from other worlds was pretty interesting to him too.

Su Lin sent a message to Weigong Shilang and Ye Fan, reminding them the alchemy teacher was lined up and they could send the person over once they were free.

Norton as a teacher—no need to go to Kassel or find those half-blood alchemists.

"Hope his brain isn't too slow. Alchemy is a science course." Lao Tang tilted his head back, gazing at the crystal chandelier above, thinking. "Maybe some metaphysics too."

"Who knows."

Alchemical matrices, alchemical lifeforms, alchemical creations—dragon alchemy had a history in this world longer even than human history.

"That one over there—is that Lu Mingfei?" Miss Kelaien's tone carried some doubt.

"Hmm?"

Everyone looked over and saw someone who was shaking even while walking, disheveled, his white shirt covered in all sorts of food stains and liquid marks.

There was a lipstick mark on his face, along with fingernail marks and a slap mark.

Eyes hollow, gaze blank—when the passing waiter saw Lu Mingfei's state, the tray in his hand nearly clattered to the floor.

"What happened?" Lao Tang couldn't help blurting out.

"Maybe we should call it a night." Miss Kelaien said. "Feels like he's had a rough enough time already."

Miss Kelaien thought of the beggars on East Byland Street—Lu Mingfei in this state could probably play the role perfectly.

Su Lin nodded blankly. So this is what being a host is like? His eyes had truly been opened tonight.

Looks like every industry has its hardships.

"Lu Mingfei." Xiao Yan waved Lu Mingfei over.

Lu Mingfei heard someone calling him, turned his head, and saw a group of unfamiliar women.

"Oh, it's you guys." His tone was flat.

A simple illusion couldn't fool him, of course—they were probably here to watch him make a fool of himself.

But when he saw the man sitting on the curved sofa to the right—drooping brows, a rather comical face—his pupils dilated, and he stared in shock at the man holding a skewer.

"Mingming, want some?" Lao Tang smiled and pointed at the chicken skewer in his hand.

"Lao Tang?!!"

"You're alive?!"

Su Lin calmly set up a soundproofing array, to prevent the commotion on this side from drawing too much attention.

At first, Lu Mingfei had thanked Su Lin profusely, making Su Lin a bit embarrassed—after all, he'd charged a fee too, and in a sense, Lu Mingfei had paid for it himself.

Later came Lu Mingfei's apologies and "I'm sorry" to Lao Tang.

"Actually, at that time I really did want to kill you." Lao Tang said, completely unbothered. "Dragons and humans were enemies to begin with."

"Of course, you're not exactly…" He cut himself off mid-sentence and changed the subject. "How did you end up like this?"

Speaking of this, Lu Mingfei's eyes instantly welled up.

Lu Mingfei had no idea where the plot had gone wrong. Su Enxi and Jiude Mayi, those two crazy women, had babbled a bunch of nonsense he couldn't understand. Fine, if they wanted him to keep them company drinking, he'd drink. But after drinking they went on a bender — getting handsy was one thing, but the two great beauties had absolutely no drinking etiquette whatsoever.

He had only stepped in to break up the fight, and both of them had gone straight for his face. After a full hour of back-and-forth, the two finally grew tired of arguing and fell asleep, and only then did Lu Mingfei's evening of mental torment finally come to an end.

Before leaving, he still heard Su Enxi talking in her sleep, "What Lu Zhi'en, Daddy doesn't want you anymore."

"Who the hell is Lu Zhi'en!!!" Lu Mingfei grabbed a bottle of champagne and chugged it.

Su Lin used the God of Light's divine sense to subtly scan the room. In the secret chamber, two women were doubled over laughing.

Poor Lu Mingfei, toyed with by bad women right in the palm of their hands.

There's one more update tonight, not counted toward the owed updates. By the way, regarding the updates… truly, I'm very sorry! (Bows) Things will stabilize in a couple of days. Two chapters guaranteed, occasionally an extra one when I have time. The owed updates are saved up, saved up (seriously).

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