Under One Person: I, Jiaqian Jushi, work from nine to five.

Seeing him continue walking forward, Feng Baobao panicked and pulled out the Okamoto 0.01 dagger, pointing it at Zhang Chulan: "Come back... Do you know what will happen if you keep going forward?"

"It's just a broken leg or foot, but compared to that, I think the loss of dignity is far more devastating..."

As Zhang Chulan spoke, he pushed open the door and left. In her haste, Feng Baobao brandished her sharp knife, and a burst of energy cleaved a corner of the villa. Despite her terrifying strength, she was unable to stop Zhang Chulan.

Watching Zhang Chulan leave the villa, Feng Baobao remained silent for a long time. The Okamoto 0.01 pistol fell to the ground. She covered her head and muttered to herself:

"Oh no, everything's broken, I messed it up... what do I do?"

...

Zhang Chulan had just stepped out of the villa and was walking along the path. His feelings were very complicated, extremely complicated. He hadn't gone far when Zhou Fengliu, who was carrying a backpack, saw him by the roadside.

"Zhang Chulan." Zhou Fengliu knew from Zhang Chulan's face that Feng Baobao had really done as he had said.

"Brother Liu? What are you doing here? At this hour... shouldn't you be home by now?" Zhang Chulan looked up when he heard someone call his name, and was slightly surprised when he saw that it was Zhou Fengliu.

"Come back and see..." Zhou Fengliu said calmly, "What? You look like a wronged little wife..."

"Hmm...what a wonderful metaphor." Zhang Chulan felt awkward using this adjective to describe him.

"Did you have a fight with Bao'er?"

"Hmm...she has some issues." Zhang Chulan didn't hide anything from Zhou Fengliu:

"Brother Liu, can you believe it? She actually found me... a prostitute, and one in her thirties or forties at that! This woman is inhuman!"

Listening to his complaints, Zhou Fengliu also confirmed the development of the situation.

"Bao'er's thought process is generally unfathomable. She's just grasping at straws in her desperation. Alright, don't be upset. Haven't eaten yet? Let's go out for a drink."

Zhou Fengliu, carrying a backpack on one shoulder, comforted Zhang Chulan with a few words. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at a gray-white touring jeep following them.

“Okay…” Zhang Chulan nodded.

...

A moment later.

Xu San and Xu Si drove to the villa where Zhang Chulan was training. Looking at the cracks that had been split open in the villa, Xu San stroked his chin, indicating that things seemed to be a bit complicated.

As the two entered the villa, they saw Feng Baobao looking utterly hopeless, saying, "I messed up, I messed up."

"Zhang Chulan's got guts, daring to make Bao Bao so depressed." Xu Si was furious when he saw Feng Bao Bao's distraught appearance.

"So what if they found two prostitutes? Is that an insult to your dignity?"

“Young college students, that’s normal.” Xu San pushed up his glasses and then looked at Xu Si:

“Baby can be really straightforward sometimes, and can’t think straight, but… Xiao Zhou, what about being a little more tactful, as you mentioned before?”

...

P.S.: Is anyone watching? It feels so chilly~

Chapter 21 Feng Shayan's Invitation: More Money? I'll go if I pay more...

Ding--

Before Xu Si could say anything, a phone call came into his phone.

Speak of the devil, and he appears; this phone call was from Zhou Fengliu.

Xu Si answered the call.

"Hey? Xiao Zhou, you said Zhang Chulan is with you? Okay, I got it. It has to be you, kid. I knew I wasn't wrong about you. Alright, you two drink up. I'll reimburse you for work tomorrow."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Si chuckled and looked at Xu San beside him, saying:

"Look at him, he's just gotten a little rounder, hasn't he? Xiao Zhou said he happened to see Zhang Chulan and told us not to worry, he's having skewers and beer with Zhang Chulan right now..."

"Xu San, Xu San, did I waste my triple salary?"

Upon hearing this, Xu San adjusted his glasses and said, "Xiao Zhou is reliable."

"?"

Xu Si raised an eyebrow upon hearing this: "What do you mean? Am I unreliable?"

"You?" Xu San shook his head, not saying much, but leaving behind a look that left much to the imagination.

...

at the same time.

Zhou Fengliu and Zhang Chulan had already shared a bottle of beer.

In this sweltering summer, a sip of ice-cold beer can temporarily erase any bad mood.

"I've finished talking to them. Go ahead and drink. You'll be fine tomorrow. Go back to your special training."

Zhou Fengliu placed the phone on the table and glanced at Zhang Chulan.

"Hmm... Brother Liu, you're a good person."

"?"

"What the heck? Why did they give me the 'friend zone' card?"

"Let me make this clear beforehand: I'm just doing this for money; it has nothing to do with whether I'm a good person or not..."

Zhou Fengliu stated that he had no intention of winning over Zhang Chulan; he was only after Zhang Chulan's triple salary.

...

A moment later.

When Zhang Chulan and Zhou Fengliu finished eating and were about to pay the bill, the owner waved his hand and said, "It's already been paid."

"?" Zhang Chulan was slightly surprised to hear this: "Brother Liu, you bought it?"

"Do I look like someone who would pay in advance?" Zhou Fengliu waved his hand.

"That is..."

"The person who's paying the bill is here." Zhou Fengliu pointed to a spot not far away. Following his finger, they saw Feng Shayan, a tall woman with white hair, walking over.

She glanced at Zhou Fengliu first, then looked at Zhang Chulan: "Would you do me the honor of visiting the World Society? My father would very much like to see you."

“It’s you…” Zhang Chulan frowned.

"Yes, it's me. I'm sorry about what happened before. We were too hasty and offended you." Feng Shayan apologized for tying Zhang Chulan up from the dormitory.

"..." Zhang Chulan didn't speak, he just looked at Zhou Fengliu beside him: "Brother Liu, what should we do?"

"Why are you looking at me? I'm not your nanny. They invited you... It's your decision. I'm going back to sleep."

Zhou Fengliu was already quite satisfied with getting a free meal, and seeing him carrying a bag, he prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute... Mr. Zhou." Feng Shayan called out to Zhou Fengliu when she saw this.

"how?"

“My father… is also very interested in you, so he wants to meet you both,” Feng Shayan said, enunciating each word clearly.

"Oh?"

There really is no such thing as a free lunch. After following them all the way, Feng Shayan finally seized the opportunity to invite Zhou Fengliu and Zhang Chulan.

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in your father." Zhou Fengliu rejected Feng Shayan's request without much hesitation.

He had no interest in Feng Zhenghao. Feng was one of the Ten Elders, while he was just a lowly employee. The fact that he was being targeted despite such a difference in status meant it wasn't a good thing.

"Then I'm not interested either," Zhang Chulan waved his hand in refusal.

Faced with their rejection, Feng Shayan didn't resort to any tricks to force them to stay. Instead, she crossed her arms and used a single sentence to change Zhang Chulan's mind:

"Zhang Chulan, don't you want to know... about the secrets you have and your grandfather's affairs?"

"?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan stopped and turned around to look at Feng Shayan: "What did you say?"

“My father said… he seems to know something, and perhaps he can clear things up for you,” Feng Shayan said.

Well...

Zhang Chulan, who hadn't originally planned to go, hesitated upon hearing this. Recent events had left him puzzled about his grandfather and the Qi Source Flow. Now that he had a chance to find out, even if he didn't know if what the other person said was true, he wanted to go and listen and see for himself.

"Brother Liu..."

"Your affairs have nothing to do with me." Zhou Fengliu yawned. "Don't forget tomorrow's special training..."

He continued walking forward without stopping at all.

Seeing that she had only managed to retain one person, Feng Shayan ordered her subordinates to send Zhang Chulan to Tianxia Group first, while she herself went with Zhou Fengliu.

"Mr. Zhou..."

"What exactly do you want? Isn't treating me to dinner enough? Do you also want to take me home?" Zhou Fengliu asked, looking at the long-legged man who had followed him.

“Sending you home is not out of the question, but my father has something to tell you…” Feng Shayan paused for a moment before continuing:

"My father recently invited a master of object manipulation from the west... He learned that you are also a master of object manipulation, and he wants to invite you to spar with this master..."

"Uh..." Zhou Fengliu sneered upon hearing this: "Your father really thinks too highly of me. Do you think I'm the kind of martial arts fanatic who would give up my private time to see your father just to spar with a master?"