Book 4: Chapter 69:1: Shaving a Tigress’s Fur, Part 1

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Book 4: Chapter 69:1: Shaving a Tigress’s Fur, Part 1

17-Year-Old Beautiful Young Lady: I treat you as a younger brother. To think you want to sleep with me?

He Who Knows Fate: Where did you learn these strange lines?

Blank Never Loses: Do you dare say you have no desire to become a dragon knight?

[TL Note: In case this reference gets lost due to lack of context, Ch’en is of the Lung Race, a race with traits of Chinese dragons. To be a dragon knight, one has to ride a dragon...I’m sure you understand the rest.]

He Who Knows Fate: Huh?Follow current novels at novelhall.com)

Magus of Flowers: You desire her body, you scoundrel!

He Who Knows Fate: That’s right. I desire her body.

Efreet: Hah! Men!

I Have a Strong Presence: Hah! Men!

Faillen Angel Gabriel: Hah!

Umaru-chan: You are not to touch my Ch’en waifu!

He Who Knows Fate:

Umaru-chan: ...

He Who Knows Fate: Back on topic, this identity does bring a lot of conveniences. I’m not referring to the identity of being Ch’en’s younger cousin but the identity of being a branch member of a large clan from Yan. That is beneficial to my fishing later.

Efreet: Tsk! Now you have an excuse to sell medicinal pills, right?

He Who Knows Fate: Exactly. Authentic Yan secret medicine, quality guaranteed.

“Ah...never mind.” Ch’en initially wanted to say something but did not know what to say. Even someone as steady as Ch’en appeared stupefied when a younger cousin suddenly appeared. Even though he was just a distant relative, this younger cousin had just charged her an astronomical price for a divination.

“Yan secret medicine?” Swire knew only a little about the mysterious Yan; after all, she was not a native of Yan. Hence, she felt very curious about the Yan secret medicine Chen Heng mentioned.

“Ch’en...Elder Cousin should know my branch is an extremely mysterious one. As for how it is mysterious? Secret medicines are a part of it.”

Ch’en watched as Chen Heng and Swire carried out an illegal transaction.

Actually, Ch’en had wanted to bring this younger cousin to the Lungmen Guard Department for setting up a stall and selling medicine without a business license. Unfortunately, this fellow showed extremely mysterious means when setting up his stall and selling medicine.

For example, Chen Heng had given her a medicinal pill called the Wood Divine Pill earlier. Just smelling this secret medicine made her feel relaxed and comfortable.

Ch’en had initially refused when Chen Heng gave her the medicinal pill, as this felt like a bribe and an abuse of authority. However, Chen Heng kept bringing up their familial relationship, shutting her up.

Ten minutes later, Swire and Chen Heng completed their transaction to their mutual satisfaction.

Swire felt this transaction was extremely worthwhile; she managed to obtain the mysterious Yan secret medicine with some materials. Chen Heng found this transaction extremely worthwhile, as he traded some low-grade medicinal pills for materials for strengthening the Electromagnetic Sniper Rifle. Everyone got what they needed.

Although Swire had used only one of the medicinal pills, her body felt significantly relaxed. Furthermore, she did not worry about Chen Heng cheating her. After all, even if a monk ran away, the temple could not run.

“By the way, Chen Heng, do you have a place to stay?” Ch’en decided she should show some concern for her distant cousin who came to visit Lungmen.

“Don’t worry. I stay at that Cloud Sea Hotel next to the Lungmen Guard Department. I have two companions from Rhodes Island staying there too.”

“I think my family runs that hotel. I’ll make a call later and have them upgrade your rooms to presidential suites.”

“Then thank you, Elder Sister Swire, in advance.”

“Hehehe! Look! Look! Shithead dragon, your younger cousin is much politer than you.”

“Char siu cat, shut up. By the way, Chen Heng, you’d best not take that earlier firearm out in Lungmen. After all, you do not have a firearm permit.”

“Got it, Elder Cousin. Thank you for your concern.” Chen Heng no longer had qualms about addressing Ch’en as elder cousin. He even had a strangely pleasant feeling when doing so. After all, Ch’en could be considered his first relative. Although it was a fake relationship, it was a rare experience for him.

“Are you planning on continuing your fortunetelling stall?”

“Of course. I—Chen Heng—will not shrink back from contributing to society. I did that to help those students focus on their studies. That way, they will have a better future. They are just bratty kids now. Why should they be in relationships?”