Chapter 262: Venereal Disease

The morning streets were as bustling as ever.

People in the Outer City had received more vague information, so they were not as panicked or fearful as the wealthy people in the Inner City.

Regardless, life had to go on.

Walking along the street, as Luo Zijun was weighing his words, Sun Yan'er took the initiative to speak: "My life is yours; if there is anything you need me to do, just say the word."

Since returning from Jile Villa, she seemed to have matured a great deal.

Luo Zijun did not hesitate any longer and stated his requirement directly: "I need a lock of your hair, at least twenty strands."

Sun Yan'er was stunned upon hearing this and said, "Just this?"

Luo Zijun said, "I know that for you girls, hair is..."

"Do you have scissors?"

Without waiting for him to explain, Sun Yan'er had already extended her hand toward him, the expression on her face looking very calm.

Luo Zijun was taken aback for a moment, then took out a pair of scissors and handed them to her.

Sun Yan'er did not hesitate at all; she hooked a lock of her beautiful hair from behind her shoulder, cut it off directly, handed it to him, and asked, "Is this enough?"

"Enough, there's even extra."

Luo Zijun hurriedly took it, then took back the scissors and said, "Thank you."

Sun Yan'er gave a wry smile and said, "You came to find me on your own today and spoke so seriously; I thought there was some important matter you needed my help with. I didn't expect it to be just a lock of hair."

Luo Zijun felt a bit awkward and said, "After all, hair holds great significance for a girl."

Sun Yan'er said, "That applies to other girls. You have saved my life several times; let alone a mere lock of hair, even if you wanted me to cut off all my hair, or even if you asked me to do something heinous, I would still consider it."

Luo Zijun had nothing to say.

"Thanks."

He had no choice but to apologize again.

Sun Yan'er sighed almost imperceptibly, then a smile appeared on her face as she said, "Is there anything else? If not, I won't disturb you further."

"There is."

Luo Zijun said with some embarrassment, "Could you take me to find Huang Zhaodi?"

Sun Yan'er was startled: "You..."

Luo Zijun said, "I want to ask her for a lock of hair as well."

Sun Yan'er could not help but smile and said, "Alright, I'll take you. However, she might not necessarily give it to you."

The two walked in silence and soon turned into a small alley.

Sun Yan'er led him to stop in front of a residence and went up to knock on the door.

The gate opened quickly, and a servant, upon seeing her, hurriedly said respectfully, "Sun Guniang, please come in; my young mistress is practicing martial arts in the backyard."

Sun Yan'er said, "I won't go in. Have Zhaodi come out; I have something to ask her."

The servant glanced at the young man behind her, agreed, and hurried away.

Before long, Huang Zhaodi's crisp voice came from inside the gate: "Yan'er, why aren't you coming in? What matter is there that has to be said outside the door? I'm in the middle of a good session of martial arts practice!"

As soon as the words fell, a young girl wearing a pale yellow dress and a slender figure flew over like a butterfly, her whole body overflowing with the lively aura unique to a young girl.

There was glistening sweat on her forehead, and she was breathing lightly; her chest had developed quite rapidly and was already beginning to swell high, rising and falling with her breath.

When she saw Luo Zijun behind Sun Yan'er, her eyes widened immediately, and she said with a face full of surprise, "Eh, Luo Zijun? Why are you here? And with Yan'er too?"

Luo Zijun said, "Come out for a moment; I have something to ask you."

Huang Zhaodi immediately said, "Since you have something to ask, then come in and say it. What, are you afraid that if you enter my house, I'll eat you?"

Luo Zijun glanced at her appearance, drenched in fragrant sweat, and said, "Mainly because you smell a bit, so I'll leave once the matter is settled."

"You..."

Huang Zhaodi was so angry that she glared at him.

Sun Yan'er could not help but chuckle on the side.

Huang Zhaodi said angrily, "Luo Zijun, why are you like this every time? We haven't seen each other in so long, and the moment we meet, you insult me. That's too much!"

Luo Zijun said, "Come out; I really have something to ask you."

"Hmph, you have something to ask me and yet your mouth is still foul!"

Huang Zhaodi muttered a few words, though she did not continue to scold him; she came out from the gate, followed him to the side, and asked, "What matter is so mysterious? You, a dignified Matrilocal Son-in-law of the Bai Family, still have things to ask of me?"

Luo Zijun got straight to the point: "I need a lock of your hair, at least twenty strands. Cut a tuft for me."

As he spoke, he took out the scissors directly and handed them to her.

Huang Zhaodi was stunned; she blinked her clear, large eyes a few times and said, "Hair? Luo Zijun, what do you want my hair for?"

Luo Zijun said, "I just need it, don't ask so much, hurry up and cut it."

Huang Zhaodi immediately said, "I won't! Do you know that a girl's hair can only be given to her sweetheart? Our body, hair, and skin are gifts from our parents; cutting hair is unfilial, I won't give it to you!"

Luo Zijun said firmly, "I saved your life back then, and you haven't repaid me yet. Now I'm giving you a chance to repay me; you should be grateful, how can you refuse?"

"I..."

Huang Zhaodi faltered, then lifted her chin and said, "I said I would repay you back then, but when I asked what you wanted, you said you didn't need anything. Who's to blame for that?"

Luo Zijun said, "Stop the nonsense, just tell me, are you giving it or not?"

"Not giving!"

Huang Zhaodi refused very firmly: "If you wanted something else, I would consider it, but hair, I cannot give. You are a married man, and I am an unmarried girl. If I gave you my hair and my father found out, he would beat me to death."

Luo Zijun said, "You won't let him find out."

Huang Zhaodi still shook her head: "No, it just won't work!"

Sun Yan'er's lips moved as she wanted to persuade her a little, but then she thought that she had no right to persuade her in such matters, so she could only say, "Zhaodi, I have already given him my hair."

Huang Zhaodi's eyes widened immediately: "Yan'er, he asked you for hair too?"

Sun Yan'er said, "Hmm, he might have other uses for the hair; it's not that kind of meaning. I think... he saved us back then, it's just a lock of hair..."

Huang Zhaodi hesitated for a moment, then shook her head again: "I can't, I cannot give it."

"Eh, Huang Zhaodi, is that your father?"

Luo Zijun suddenly pointed toward the main entrance and said.

Upon hearing this, Huang Zhaodi was startled and hurriedly turned her head to look.

Who would have thought that at this very moment, Luo Zijun suddenly moved close to her, stretched out both hands, and with a "snip" sound, quickly cut a lock of hair from in front of her shoulder.

"Luo Zijun! You..."

Huang Zhaodi was instantly both shocked and angry.

Luo Zijun put away the hair and the scissors, turned on his heel to leave, and waving his hand as he turned, said: "The debt of saving my life is wiped clean; between you and me, we owe each other nothing more!"

Having said that, he walked away quickly.

Sun Yan'er was stunned for a moment and wanted to follow him, but seeing that he had no intention of stopping to wait for her, she had no choice but to stop in her tracks, staring blankly at his back as he quickly moved away.

Huang Zhaodi was furious; she stomped her feet and said loudly: "Luo Zijun, you bastard! You stole my hair, you have to take responsibility for me!"

Luo Zijun ignored her and walked quickly out of the alley.

He now had the hair of four women in total; he wondered how things were going with Liu Chujian and Yingchun.

Let's go back and check first; if it's not enough, he would think of another way.

Just as he was about to go to the intersection to hire a carriage, his peripheral vision suddenly caught a familiar figure. He turned his head to look and saw a slim figure in a red dress coming out of a Pharmacy, carrying medicine and walking along the side of the street.

"Almost forgot about her!"

Luo Zijun's eyes lit up. He immediately turned into a nearby empty alley, quickly changed into a set of black martial attire, threw on a black cloak, put on a hood, and then went out to follow behind her.

Xu Ziyin was carrying the medicine when she just turned into an alley, suddenly paused her steps, turned her head to look behind her, and a cold glint appeared in her eyes.

She immediately discovered that someone was following her.

But Luo Zijun was not prepared to hide; as she turned her head, he continued walking toward her.

When Xu Ziyin saw his attire and figure clearly, she was stunned for a moment, then her eyes lit up, and a brilliant smile immediately appeared on her face: "Eh, isn't this Brother Dongfang? Why are you following me?"

Luo Zijun came before her, stared at her delicate face for a few moments, and said: "I need something of yours."

Xu Ziyin was startled: "What thing?"

"Hair."

Luo Zijun took out the scissors and said: "Cut a lock for me, at least twenty strands."

As for this girl, he would be even less polite.

After all, this person not only owed him her life but also owed him quite a bit of silver.

"Hair?"

Xu Ziyin was stunned upon hearing this, thinking she had misheard, and asked with a face full of confusion: "Brother Dongfang wants my hair?"

Luo Zijun said: "Yes."

Xu Ziyin blinked her eyes and asked in confusion: "What does Brother Dongfang want my hair for?"

Luo Zijun shoved the scissors directly into her hand and said: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and cut it."

"Oh."

Xu Ziyin did not hesitate; holding the scissors, she cut off a large lock directly, handed it to his hand, and said: "Is this enough?"

Luo Zijun took the hair and the scissors, looked at her again, and said: "Enough, many thanks."

This girl had actually become so obedient now.

"Brother Dongfang, do you need anything else?"

Xu Ziyin asked again.

As she spoke, she seemed to deliberately puff out her full chest.

"Nothing else."

Luo Zijun put away the hair and the scissors, looked at her submissive appearance again, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Xu Ziyin, since you have given me your hair, the silver you owed me before is wiped clean; I won't ask you for it anymore."

Anyway, this girl was like a dead pig unafraid of boiling water; he wouldn't be able to get it even if he asked.

Who would have thought that upon hearing this, Xu Ziyin shook her head: "How can that be? I am not a deadbeat; I will give it to you when I have money."

Luo Zijun said: "You aren't a deadbeat?"

Xu Ziyin said: "No! I am just poor, just have no money."

"Fine, whatever you say."

Luo Zijun did not argue with her further and said: "I'm leaving. By the way, why are you buying medicine?"

Xu Ziyin sighed, looking troubled, and said: "My brother went home with a woman a few days ago and stayed the night. After he came back, his whole body broke out in many bumps, and the doctor said... said it might be venereal disease."

Luo Zijun: "???"

(End of this chapter)