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The night was deep, but the bar street was still as bright as day, with one group leaving and another arriving immediately. I sat alone at the bar counter of 'Drunken Hero', digesting everything that had happened tonight.
"Are you alone?" A girl in a shirt sat down next to me, holding a glass of wine.
I glanced sideways at her; her outfit was really out of place for this bar. She looked like she should be living in a school dormitory! I lightly clinked my glass against hers and asked, "Aren't you leaving?"
Luan's clothes had been torn in the previous battle, and I didn't know where she got this prim and proper outfit. But no matter how innocent she looked, I didn't dare to act recklessly; I still remembered the scene of her single-handedly taking on the Five-Colored Suit.
"Where's my uncle?" Luan set her glass aside and asked.
"Shishu took Shaoming with him, and Pixiu went along too. They said they were looking for your landlady and left me here," I replied, taking a sip from my glass.
"Why does this feel so awkward? I call your uncle Shishu, but it feels like you're older than me," Luan shot me a glance. "Why aren't you leaving?"
"I'm just here to clean up the mess you left behind. Besides, if I'm older than you, you should be a bit more polite to me. Not calling me uncle is fine, but you can't bully your uncle," I said in a tone of feigned indifference.
"Older than me?" Luan looked at me. "I was born after Deification; what about you?"
"After the founding of the country," I took another sip of my drink.
"And you still dare to claim seniority? How shameless!"
"I don't need it; how much is face worth per pound? When a person loses their face, they're invincible. My face has already been thrown away with my umbilical cord," I continued in my indifferent tone.
"What’s wrong with you?" Luan finally noticed something was off with me. "You seem like you're suffering from kidney deficiency."
"Luan, do you know what kind of situation Shaoming is in? How did she suddenly turn into a child?"
"Hey, I thought it was something serious! Do you know? Our demon race becomes better after transforming into human form."
"What do you mean?" I looked up at Luan's abdomen.
Indeed, compared to other girls I knew, she was on a whole different level—like an airport at the provincial level or higher.
"Get lost!" Luan said lightly. "Be serious; Shaoming's situation is an advancement. To be honest, the bloodline of the Tu Shan Fox isn't top-tier, but after being enlightened by my uncle, I estimate she has surpassed the Fox Spirit bloodline. In your words, she's leveled up. That's why she turned back into a girl."
"Is that so? Then she won't have any side effects, right?"
"No, it won't. This is a good thing, especially for Shaoming. By the way, Shaoming's previous demonic power should have disappeared, and the Fox Spirit cultivation method she practiced before is no longer suitable for her current bloodline."
"What should we do then?"
"Learn it again," Luan said calmly. "What's so difficult about that? The previous experience will help her learn quickly."
Well, if Luan is saying that, what do I have to worry about?
"Is there anything else you want to ask?" Luan finished her drink in one gulp and snapped her fingers. "Refill."
A waiter came over, took Luan's glass, and poured her another drink.
"What about the Blood Demon? What is the situation with this Blood Demon? Why is it appearing here?"
"This shouldn't be a real Blood Demon," Luan explained. "But it's probably close enough. Do you know that Blood Demons can be contagious?"
"It has some effects. It seems that people bitten by a Blood Demon also develop a bloodsucking habit, and those people can use blood to extend their lifespan, but they fear sunlight and cannot be exposed to it."
"The ones in suits are likely like that, and those in Black Suits are probably similar. However, the five I dealt with must have consumed the blood of demon clans, so they possess some special abilities. But that female demon should be an Evil Cultivator who has taken over the body of a pure-blood Blood Demon."
Luan took a sip of her drink. "But that Evil Cultivator is not satisfied and wants to use various Demon Bloods to directly create a pure-blood demon clan. By the way, what about the group of demons you rescued?"
"They should be in the Underworld. It's fine; I'll ask Black Wuchang to bring them out." I added Black Wuchang on WeChat. Oh right, we communicate through WeChat, but the WeChat system in the Underworld doesn't have a red envelope feature; however, there is a paper money burning function.
Old Black readily agreed and would help me deliver them to 'Drunken Hero,' probably because I burned quite a bit of paper money for him.
"Is that child directly created using Demon Blood?" I asked again.
"Yes, more or less. This kV was initially created by the subordinates of the Blood Demon; it just later fell into the hands of that Evil Cultivator. Also, this place is actually a stronghold for demons within the city. Didn't Uncle Xing tell you?"
"Not at all."
"Those who can enter the fifth floor are all demons," Luan said casually. "So it was easier for me to get in than for you."
No wonder Luan had no signs of entering; it seems only demons could go up there.
"What about now?"
"Now it should have returned to normal. I estimate that the real Boss will come down soon."
"Shaoming is also a demon, so why didn't she come to me earlier?"
"I guess she did it on purpose."
"Why?"
"How would I know?" Luan rolled her eyes at me. "But it's simple to explain this to you: previously, this place didn't have a manager, but from now on, the person in charge here will be you."
"On what basis?" I exclaimed. "I'm not even part of the demon clan!"
"The manager here gets a one percent commission!" Luan said with curiosity.
One percent? Don't underestimate that one percent; the consumption level here is quite high! Even at one percent, that could amount to several thousand in a month, right? But I'm not someone who would bend for just five dou of rice! Fifty dou of rice would be a different story.
"Let's talk about my specific duties," I said, sitting down reluctantly.
"Money-minded," Luan glanced at me.
Just as I was chatting with Luan, suddenly a man in a black suit approached me. "Mr. Yin Zheng'an? Our Boss requests your presence."
"Your Boss? Who is your Boss?"
"Our Boss's surname is Xu."
Xu? Do I know anyone with the surname Xu? But since they want to see me, there's nothing to fear: "Lead the way."
I waved my hand and said.
Black Suit led me to a private room on the second floor, and I felt like I had been here before.
Upon entering the room, it was very spacious, with only a fat man sitting in the middle.
Fatty Xu, the one I helped win money before, was also a friend of Boss Zhao.
"You're Boss Xu, right?" I said without any politeness, finding a place to sit down. "What do you want from me?"
"Mr. Yin, I didn't expect you to be Master," Fatty Xu tossed me a bottle of beer that could be downed in one gulp.
"Let's get straight to the point, Boss Xu, I have things to do," I replied without drinking the beer.
Fatty Xu smiled slightly and said, "I was the original Boss of Drunken Hero, but I lost my position to someone else. However, it seems Mr. Yin has already dealt with that Trouble for me."
So this fat man is the true Boss of Drunken Hero? Wait, isn't this a stronghold for the demon clan? Could it be that Fatty Xu
"You guessed correctly, sir; I am also a member of the demon clan," Fatty Xu introduced himself. "My surname is Xu, Xu She. I originally engaged in trade between demons and humans. Due to my considerable wealth over the years, I opened this kV here."
"But later this place became our demon clan's stronghold and got busier. However, with great power comes great trouble; an Evil Cultivator came and took over my kV. Thanks to your help, I am extremely grateful."
"Understood," I replied blandly. I hadn't fully recovered from the poison that had entered my body earlier.
"I am willing to offer you twenty percent of the shares, hoping you can oversee this place."
Twenty percent? This is much better than working for Uncle Xing. But at Uncle Xing, there was more room for promotion, and besides, that was arranged by my master. Could I just leave?
"Forget it. From now on, this place will be under my responsibility. If there's anything, just come find me," I said. If I couldn't handle something, couldn't I just find someone else to deal with it?
"That's fine too." Fatty Xu hesitated for a moment. "But Mr. Yin, please accept this card."
Fatty Xu took out a membership card-sized item.
"What is this?" I took the card. "Lifetime Free Card? Wow, this is a good thing! Why didn't you give it to me earlier? I could have saved some money."
I spent quite a bit when I came in.
"By the way, Boss, I need to discuss something with you."
"Mr. Yin."
"You need to pay attention to the business at that Bathhouse. I can't interfere with the Flesh Trade, but please don't engage in those coercive practices."
That shy Sister named Tang Tang reminded me; coercing people into prostitution is detrimental to one's moral standing.
"Yes, yes, yes, we won't do that business anymore. To be honest, I never intended to get involved in such things; it was organized by the people below. But ever since that Evil Cultivator took over, it has become quite blatant."
So this fat guy shifted the blame onto the previous Vampire Woman. He's quite a cunning old fox. But then again, he used to be a merchant for both humans and demons, so he must have become quite shrewd by now.
"Alright, alright, I won't concern myself with past matters." I said, "It's better to earn less money that weighs on the conscience."
"Yes, yes, I understand." Fatty Xu replied.
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