Chapter Sixteen: You Need to Advise Her
After saying these words, Luo Zou Cheng silently put the cigar back in the box.
“Can you find a tougher enforcer?” Bai Ling asked.
Her tone was calm, as if she didn’t care about what she had just heard.
But only Yuan Xiaoling knew that whenever these kinds of situations arose, Bai Ling’s anger would slowly build up inside her.
It’s a good thing the Blonde-haired Maiden wasn’t here; otherwise, little strawberry would have been in trouble again.
Luo Zou Cheng thought for a moment and shook his head. “There are those stronger than Ray Sen, but none who can match you in combat.”
He had met many Spirit Energy Awakeners and witnessed various powerful abilities. His initial evaluation of Ray Sen came from his own mouth.
However, the power Bai Ling displayed today exceeded his understanding.
“Should I decline on your behalf?” Luo Zou Cheng asked proactively.
Bai Ling didn’t answer, tapping her fingers rhythmically on the table as she thought.
Since the other party seemed reasonable, there was no need to continue being hostile. Bai Ling raised her hand and snapped her fingers lightly.
… In her previous life, she couldn’t snap her fingers, so it still felt a bit unfamiliar.
The beautiful woman, who had been frozen with a smile, resumed her actions. Just as she was about to light up, she noticed the cigarette was gone from the boss’s hand.
“You go first,” said Luo Zou Cheng.
The beautiful woman softly acknowledged him, placed the lighter back, and calmly retreated behind the side door.
She hadn’t realized she’d been paused for a few minutes.
…
“You… you…” Ah Lan stumbled over her words, unsure why she had momentarily lost focus and forgotten what she was saying.
“You mentioned earlier that we looked like ‘that kind.’ How did you figure that out?” Yuan Xiaoling prompted her.
“Oh, right, yes! We could tell immediately,” Ah Lan finally connected her thoughts. “The way she looks at us and others is icy cold, devoid of emotion. But when she looks at you, there’s warmth hidden in her gaze. That fleeting moment speaks volumes.”
Yuan Xiaoling stared wide-eyed, “Are you serious?”
Is it really that obvious?
“Yes, seriously, let me tell you…”
“Forget it, Big Sister Lan, don’t mess with her,” Ting Ting interrupted, “Actually, while we were monitoring during our shift, we saw how you two acted in the hall and what she said when helping you dodge drinks.”
“…I see now.”
Yuan Xiaoling thought to herself, no wonder you forgot what you were going to say after pausing for a moment—it was all made up on the spot!
Ah Lan, caught red-handed, felt a bit embarrassed and added, “That part might be hard to notice, but there’s something else I observed. She… must definitely be having wild nights with you, right?”
Yuan Xiaoling’s heart skipped a beat. “How did you know?” she blurted out before slapping herself mentally—she fell for it again. What if this was just another trick?
But Ah Lan didn’t seem surprised, maintaining an air of confidence. “I deduced it from two angles—one regarding you, the other regarding her. First, about you: you’re so pretty, so well-developed at such a young age. There’s no way she could resist!”
Yuan Xiaoling nodded vigorously.
Indeed, before crossing over, when she saw the system’s preview image, she couldn’t help but feel excited. If she hadn’t died, there’d probably have been some physical reactions too.
“Secondly, look at her. She’s so frail, so fragile, clearly older than you, yet lacking in nutrition,” Ah Lan continued. “This shows she’s been draining too much energy on you and hasn’t been able to keep up.”
This time even Ting Ting nodded in agreement.
Yuan Xiaoling blushed slightly. Wow, women outside chat this boldly?
But it makes sense—we are in a bar, where all sorts gather.
“Let me tell you, those young ones who suddenly gain powers and let their confidence swell? I’ve seen plenty of them,” Ah Lan said sagely. “Young with power but lacking maturity, they think they can do anything and act all cool. Sometimes, they even try using their special abilities for… ahem certain activities.”
Yuan Xiaoling unconsciously nodded in agreement.
It’s true; last time, she used time-stopping tricks against me.
“But you can’t just leave her unchecked. Letting her indulge excessively will harm her in the future. Find an opportunity to advise her to exercise restraint.”
“You’re right. I want to advise her to be more restrained,” Yuan Xiaoling sighed, “but she has a bad temper.”
Just afraid that trying to reason with her might make her angry and lead to proving her point on you.
“In that case, you need to use strategy—be subtle, indirect, or even throw in some playful jokes between lovers…”
…
“We can agree to his request and try contacting his exact location,” Bai Ling thoughtfully concluded, “If we can’t, then that’s fine.”
Their mission was to eliminate her, and the minimum requirement was to stop her from uncovering the truth. So naturally, he’d be the anxious one.
Luo Zou Cheng nodded, indicating willingness to cooperate.
Bai Ling glanced at the time; it was already very late. Standing up, she said, “Here’s a piece of advice: don’t attempt to establish a new order in Tianhai City. Your strength isn’t enough, and your predictions about the future are too conservative.”
In Luo Zou Cheng’s eyes, Spiritual Energy Manipulators were at most on the fringes of society. Occasionally taking on murder-for-hire jobs for money was practically the limit.
No wonder he smokes traditional cigarettes.
Bai Ling hadn’t heard of Luo Zou Cheng in her past life, and he wouldn’t have a place on the stage of Tianhai City’s future—not even close to someone like Ray Sen, whom she’d recently dealt with.
For such blunt remarks, Luo Zou Cheng showed no dissatisfaction but hesitated to ask, “Are there many strong people in Tianhai City?”
“What level are you at now?”
“Late third-tier.”
Bai Ling pondered for a moment and asked, “Do you know the girl who came with me?”
Luo Zou Cheng tentatively replied, “Is it the noble lady?”
A very beautiful and adorable girl, just a little clumsy, evoking both protective instincts and teasing tendencies.
Bai Ling didn’t deny it, simply leaving behind a comment: “You’re about the same as her.” Then she turned and left.
Luo Zou Cheng sat stunned in his chair, unable to regain his composure for a long time.
…
“Use humor, wit, small jokes—make her laugh and cry without getting mad, helping her recognize her mistakes.”
“Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.”
Ah Lan shared some mature advice, and Yuan Xiaoling, regardless of whether it was useful or not, decided to jot it down first.
Then she heard Bai Ling’s voice: “What are you guys talking about?”
“Discussing how to… uh, nothing,” Yuan Xiaoling quickly responded, “Are you done talking?”
She checked Bai Ling’s expression—calm and composed, so likely no casualties.
Apparently, the earlier time pause was just a “show of force.”
“Done talking, let’s go,” Bai Ling said.
“Mm-hmm, coming right away.”
Yuan Xiaoling grabbed a handful of Dabeitù candies from the table, stuffed them into her pocket, and waved goodbye to Ah Lan and Ting Ting.
“Bye, come again next time if you’re free,” Ah Lan winked at her, “Don’t forget the methods I taught you, try them out when the opportunity arises.”
