Chapter 176: Really Hard

He left the kitchen, and as he passed the doorway he said pointedly, "No wonder the beastmen of Zhu Shen Xing look down on defective goods; even if it's divine-beast rank, so what? It's still flawed and inferior."

After speaking, he shot Gu Feng a contemptuous glance, hands in his pockets, model's walk, and lounged onto the sofa.

Facing Bao Jing's insult, Gu Feng clenched his hand at his side, his crimson lips twitching imperceptibly twice.

If this were outer space, a male who dared provoke him would already be half-beaten to death, but this is Ye Xi'an's home.

Gu Feng forced himself not to get angry; making a scene would look bad and make Ye Xi'an dislike him.

After waiting nearly an hour, Gu Feng finally heard Ye Xi'an's voice.

Ji Jiangci helped Ye Xi'an downstairs; he wore a springtime smile, while Ye Xi'an held her waist.

"Everyone said no, no more.", Ye Xi'an complained, frowning.

"My fault.", he said it was his fault, yet Ji Jiangci kept smiling.

"Gu Feng? Why are you here again?", Ye Xi'an, just coming downstairs, saw Gu Feng at the doorway.

"I… my soy sauce ran out; I want to borrow a bit."

Gu Feng forced himself to state his purpose.

"Oh? Do we look like a convenience store?", Bao Jing, legs crossed on the sofa, could no longer tolerate it: yesterday he borrowed salt, today soy sauce, tomorrow will he want to borrow a place to stay? His motive is blatant.

"Bao Jing! How can you talk like that?", Ye Xi'an helplessly glared at Bao Jing.

She turned to Gu Feng and gave an apologetic smile.

"Sorry, he just likes to spout nonsense."

"No… no problem."

"Sure, you can borrow the soy sauce, but Bao Jing has a point—you'd better go buy everything you need today, or I might not lend you next time."

Ye Xi'an said, turning to Lin Zhi Jing: "Lin Zhi Jing, give him the soy sauce."

Lin Zhi Jing fell silent for a few seconds, turned and went inside, quickly brought out a small bottle of soy sauce, handed it directly to him—his motion was clean and efficient, with no extra talk.

"Thank you."

Gu Feng took the soy sauce, feeling the bottle carried a chill.

Not only was the bottle cold, but his little heart felt chilly as well.

On the third day, he stared at the vinegar in his hand, hesitated a long time, and finally decided not to use such a feeble excuse—if he kept borrowing from others, he'd annoy them.

Finally, he took a can of salt and knocked again on the opposite door.

The door was opened by Ji Jiangci.

"Borrowing something?"

Ji Jiangci's voice was gentle, not aggressive like Bao Jing's, nor cold like Lin Zhi Jing's.

"Not, I'm here to return the salt.", he said, lifting the salt can to show Ji Jiangci.

"Okay."

Ji Jiangci reached for the salt, but Gu Feng kept a firm grip on the can in his palm.

"This salt belongs to Ye Xi'an; I must return it to Ye Xi'an."

Ji Jiangci's face darkened; even a gentle beastman couldn't help but frown: "Gu Feng, I advise you not to be so self-assured in pursuing someone—it's truly off-putting; Ye Xi'an could never like a beastman like you."

Gu Feng's crimson pupils constricted; for a moment he felt bewildered—was he being self-assured in his pursuit?

Taking advantage of Gu Feng's stunned moment, Ji Jiangci snatched the salt can and slammed the door hard into Gu Feng's face.

But..... Ji Jiangci looked at the imprint of Gu Feng's face on the steel door, feeling numb.

Is his flesh made of steel?

Meanwhile, Gu Feng outside stepped back, noticed the mark he'd left on the door, and his eyes lit up.

If you cause damage to others, you must compensate!

"Dong dong dong!"

Ye Xi'an came out of the bathroom after washing her face, hearing the knock: "Gu Feng again?"

"Hmm.", Ji Jiangci naturally walked over to wipe Ye Xi'an's face and apply skincare.

Zhu Shen Xing's skincare is pricey, but its effect truly can't be matched by the random concoctions you find on Diqiu.

Each time Ye Xi'an applied it, she felt her skin become sheer and light, supremely smooth.

Meanwhile, Bao Jing and the other males each day must not only apply skincare but also serum, moisturizer, anti-aging serum—they won't leave until they've spent half an hour in front of the mirror.

These were the items Ye Xi'an had promised to buy them that day; she also ended up using them herself—gotta say, they're really expensive.

"Should we open the door for him?"

Ye Xi'an shook her head, deliberately raising her voice so the person outside could hear: "Forget it, constantly borrowing things isn't right—let him keep knocking; we'll play a game."

She also really dislikes people who constantly borrow; doesn't he buy his own? What a waste—he's handsome, yet all he knows is to take advantage of her home.

Gu Feng indeed heard Ye Xi'an's words; his knocking hand paused, his cheek burning with pain, feeling miserable, uh~

But this time he truly has business.

"Ye Xi'an!", he shouted outside, hoping she'd respond.

"I really have business this time!"

Ye Xi'an frowned, her snow-white face full of impatience—how can this person never quit?

She walked straight to the door and opened it: "Neighbor, what exactly do you want?"

"Why don't you call me Gu Feng anymore?"

Ye Xi'an's tone was bad: "Get to the point!"

"Why don't you call me Gu Feng."

Ye Xi'an:???? Can this person even understand human speech?

"If you don't say what's up, I'll close the door."

Gu Feng nervously picked at his pant leg: "I'll say, I'll say."

He trembled, raising a finger and pointing at Ye Xi'an's door: "I did this, sorry, I want to compensate you guys for one."

Upon saying that, Ye Xi'an only then noticed her door had been messed up.

Her door is reddish-brown; at first glance, you really can't tell that a face has been added to it.

Ye Xi'an glanced at Gu Feng, then at the face on the door—how could she feel that face was Gu Feng's?

Gu Feng couldn't have made a model himself and then deliberately stuck it on their door, could he?

"Good grief, I lent you something out of kindness, and you deliberately mess with our door like this?"

Faced with Ye Xi'an's questioning, Gu Feng panicked instantly, stammering as he began to explain what had just happened.

"Are you saying that my husband Ji Jiangci flung the door at your face, so my door ended up with your face?"

Ye Xi'an was somewhat speechless; Gu Feng, should you fabricate a decent excuse? Her door was a steel-grade anti-theft door back then—he's just a flesh-and-blood body, how could he possibly leave such a mold?

"If you don't believe me, you... you... can ask your husband."

Ye Xi'an suddenly looked at Ji Jiangci, who was laughing with his head down; when Ye Xi'an glanced over, he immediately straightened his expression: "Actually, what he said is indeed true."

"When a beastman's supernatural ability level is high enough, the hardness of their bones and flesh can indeed reach this degree."

Ye Xi'an froze; she hadn't expected that the clumsy excuse she thought was actually true, her expression instantly turned weird—could a person really become that hard?

"I'm really hard; if you don't believe me, try it."