Chapter 60: The Dancing Car

"No, I won't choose."
Xiao Qing refused resolutely.
Li Changlu wanted to repeat his old trick, grabbing Xiao Qing's hand and trying to press it randomly against the task board, just to pick any mission she could take.
With her strength, an F-level mission would be easy and simple.
However, Li Changlu should have anticipated this—Xiao Qing, the absent-minded girl, was stubborn to the core.
She simply jerked her hand away, wanting to break free from Li Changlu, but applied too much force...
Li Changlu, completely unprepared, was sent flying, crashing into the tavern with a clatter.
He lay on the ground, gazing hopelessly at the ceiling.
All he could think was...
Madness, how terrifying...
I want to go home, find my mother...
"Anyway, if you won't choose, neither will I."
Xiao Qing yelled at Li Changlu with unwavering determination.
"But he has to choose, doesn't he?"
The soldier monster, watching the drama from the sidelines, coldly interjected, smirking.
"Oh, right." Xiao Qing realized the comment was off, pondered a moment, then earnestly said to Li Changlu, "Anyway, I won't choose. That's final."
"Are you stupid? If you don't pick a mission, one of us will die."
Li Changlu sat up, angrily shouting at the stubborn, absent-minded snake demon.
"Then add another, and two will die."
Xiao Qing smoothed her hair, smiled adorably, still carefree and oblivious.
Li Changlu was always full of schemes, always able to deal with others, but when faced with this straightforward, scatterbrained snake demon, he truly had no solution. He smiled bitterly, shaking his head.
"What a pair of shameless lovers, flaunting it so much I'm tempted to fall in love myself. I miss my ***." Hei Wa was so touched he felt like crying.
All the monsters at the task board were moved by this human-snake romance. The more sentimental female demons even prepared tissues...
And sunflower seeds, ready to watch a sour love drama.
"Hey, look, can we add another person?"
But the tragic drama was broken by Li Changlu. He spread his hands helplessly toward a square table, where a figure in snowy white sat upright.
Young Lord Long Seven.
Li Changlu saw the other only looked at him coldly, so he patted his chest, revealing the corner of a comic from his shirt.
The other still stared at him expressionlessly, not answering.
Li Changlu lit a cigarette, grinning as he glanced at Young Lord Long Seven.
Long Seven's gaze grew colder, as if he wished to devour Li Changlu. He snorted, which served as an answer.
"Alright, got a D-level mission. Survival guaranteed."
Li Changlu blinked happily at Xiao Qing, who stared back in confusion, not understanding what had happened.

She only knew, inexplicably, they'd gotten a D-level mission, and it belonged to the formidable Young Lord Long Seven in the tavern.
"What a world for shameless lovers, finally tamed. Seeing you two safe makes me happy, but I still feel like I've been betrayed by my teammates?"
Seeing things take a turn, Hei Wa was delighted, though something still felt off.
The whole tavern was abuzz. Young Lord Long Seven was always a lone wolf; how could he possibly team up with this human and monster?
Could it be?
Young Lord Long Seven... has turned?
"Ugh, shameless scoundrel."
"Obviously just lusting after my idol."
"Scoundrel, if you have the nerve, lust after me instead!"
"Or... come for me, tonight, Room 302, Seven Days. If you dare."
...
"Idol, I'll lay eggs for you."
A chorus of despair rang through the tavern, female demons glaring at Li Changlu with twisted faces.
Young Lord Long Seven, thoroughly annoyed, stood up and left. Li Changlu said his goodbyes to Hei Wa, and hurried after him with Xiao Qing.
"Boss, that kid..."
A gas cylinder monster among the soldier monster's subordinates pointed indignantly at the departing Li Changlu.
"I know."
"Boss, he's playing you..."
"I know."
"Boss..."
"Shut your damn mouth."
The soldier monster lost his temper. After all that planning, the mission was ruined, and the kid had slipped away again...
And worst of all...
He’d even hooked up with Young Lord Long Seven.
Damn it, shameless! You dare like my idol?
You even deserve it?
He was so angry it felt like the air was charged with gunpowder.
Meanwhile, the gas cylinder monster behind him was clutching the half-smoked cigarette Li Changlu had tossed, nervously watching the tip, wanting to blow it out but his mouth was full of gas.
Boss wouldn’t let him report.
How was he supposed to get through this?
"Is the D-level mission you took difficult?"
"What do we need to do?"
"Just spectate?"

"Are you hungry, want a pancake?"
For the first time, Li Changlu was about to complete a D-level mission. He felt strangely excited, peppering Young Lord Long Seven with questions as they walked.
Even carefree Xiao Qing noticed that Young Lord Long Seven was growing displeased, but Li Changlu kept chattering.
"Give it to me."
Young Lord Long Seven turned, extending a hand, his tone icy.
Li Changlu was startled.
He slowly placed the set of pancakes in Long Seven’s hand.
Long Seven held the pancakes, unmoving.
Li Changlu grew irritated watching him.
Still acting?
Really think you’re some great demon?
Want special treatment?
I’m not buying it.
So...
Under Long Seven’s dark, oppressive glare,
Li Changlu handed him the chili sauce as well, placing it in his hand.
"Stop pretending. You know what I mean."
Long Seven was furious, barely containing himself. He flung the pancakes far away.
"You want this?" Li Changlu pulled the comic page from his shirt, waved it in front of Long Seven, then quickly stashed it away.
He’d gotten it from that pink-haired guy, initially just out of curiosity, but now it served as leverage—a bargaining chip to make Long Seven take them on the mission.
Clearly, this thing was more than it seemed.
"You think I’m stupid? If I give it to you, you might refuse to take us, or just kill me. Where would I complain then?"
"So, after this mission, I’ll return it to you. I keep my word. If you play tricks, I’m capable of any dirty deed."
Li Changlu put on a shameless act...
I simply won’t give it. If you want it, try and take it.
If you try, I’ll tear it up.
Long Seven saw this and knew there was nothing he could do about this little rascal, so he gave up and continued forward.
Soon, Long Seven led Li Changlu and Xiao Qing to an underground parking lot.
He stopped in front of a car, hiding nearby.
"Why is that car dancing?"
Xiao Qing pointed at the car, which was shaking incessantly, asking curiously.