Chapter 44: Miss An, If You Act Like This, I Won't Be Leaving Tonight

"Wait!"

An Yaoyao immediately raised her hand, stopping Qingyou's actions.

Qingyou looked confused. "My Lady, he humiliated us so terribly. Why let him live?"

Seeing Qingyou's angry expression, a flash of coldness crossed An Yaoyao's eyes.

"To kill him, why should we dirty our own hands?"

"Go out and make an announcement. Say that I have taken a liking to his strategy and invite him to spend the night with me."

Upon hearing this, Qingyou's eyes suddenly lit up.

"You mean to let Zhou Hao deal with him for us, My Lady?"

"Heh."

An Yaoyao stood up, a playful expression appearing on her face. "Men are nothing more than tools!"

Understanding An Yaoyao's intention, Qingyou bowed respectfully and turned to walk out of the room.

As she stepped outside, the previously somewhat noisy hall instantly fell into a dead silence.

Except for Shen Lang, everyone else stared intently at Qingyou, desperate to learn whom An Yaoyao had ultimately chosen.

Seeing the expectant looks on everyone's faces, Qingyou offered a sweet smile.

"Thank you all for waiting so long, honored guests."

"Miss An has just finished reviewing the strategies submitted by both distinguished guests."

"She couldn't stop praising Young Master Zhou's strategy!"

Hearing this, a look of arrogance appeared on Zhou Hao's face.

"You piece of trash, did you hear that?"

Without a word, Shen Lang calmly stood up, preparing to go meet An Yaoyao.

However, his actions appeared to others as if he were trying to flee in embarrassment.

Zhou Hao sneered even louder. "Feeling ashamed now, are you?"

"Where was all that cocky attitude from just now?"

Stepping out of the private booth, Shen Lang cast a playful glance at Zhou Hao. "Who do you think you are acting all high and mighty?"

"Did Miss Qingyou announce that you're the one who gets to spend the night with Miss An?"

"I—"

Zhou Hao was momentarily choked up by the retort.

Recovering quickly, he assumed Shen Lang was merely putting up a brave front.

He sneered, "You really won't give up until you see the coffin!"

"Miss Qingyou, please announce the result directly so this piece of trash can finally give up all hope!"

Seeing Shen Lang's composed demeanor, a trace of astonishment flashed across Qingyou's eyes. She couldn't fathom how Shen Lang could remain so calm under these circumstances.

Yet, this confusion vanished the very next instant as Shen Lang's words echoed in her mind. Smiling brightly, she continued:

"However, Lord Shen's strategy aligns much better with Miss An's desires."

"Therefore, Miss An wishes to spend this night together with Lord Shen!"

"What?!"

As soon as Qingyou uttered these words, before Zhou Hao even had a chance to react, He Renchao let out a startled cry.

After all, while others might not know what Shen Lang had written, He Renchao knew it crystal clear.

*Not provocative enough.*

How the hell could this win over the courtesan?

Had An Yaoyao lost her mind?

Or was Shen Lang's answer simply that eccentric and unconventional?

He Renchao couldn't figure it out.

Neither could Zhou Hao.

Yet, unlike He Renchao's stunned confusion, Zhou Hao felt as though he had suffered unprecedented humiliation.

A terrifying aura suddenly erupted from his body as he roared, "What kind of garbage strategy did that piece of trash write? How could it possibly be better than mine?"

Faced with Zhou Hao's exasperated interrogation, Qingyou feigned a troubled expression and shook her head. "This maid does not know."

"It was Miss An's own decision!"

"Lord Shen, please hurry inside with me. Miss An has already bathed!"

As these seductive words faded away, a rapid series of system notification sounds echoed in Shen Lang's mind.

[Ding! Grudge value from Wang Chao +100]

[Ding! Grudge value from Ma Han +100]

[......]

Listening to these prompts, Shen Lang was laughing joyfully on the inside.

On the surface, however, he put on a carefree, playful smile and looked at Zhou Hao. "Young man, you still need more practice!"

"You piece of trash, I forbid you to go!"

Zhou Hao was driven to the verge of madness.

Having just returned, he had intended to make a grand display of his prowess and let the cultivators of Returning Cloud City know that their king had returned.

To his utter dismay, not only had he failed to show off, but he had also been lectured by Shen Lang.

As a disciple of the Blood Demon Sect, how could he possibly swallow this insult?

Little did Zhou Hao know, Shen Lang's exact objective had been to provoke him.

Judging that the provocation had reached its peak, Shen Lang casually played his trump card: "Moron!"

Without waiting for Zhou Hao to retort, Shen Lang turned to Qingyou with a charming smile and said, "My brother is also lonely tonight. Arrange someone lively and capable for him."

"Rest assured, Lord Shen!"

...

As Shen Lang followed Qingyou toward An Yaoyao's chambers, Zhou Hao completely lost his mind inside the private suite.

"That piece of trash actually humiliated me! I'm going to kill him!!!"

Zhou Er spoke up nervously, reminding him, "Young Master, that Shen Lang is currently a favored confidant of the Divine Firmament Emperor. If you make a move against him..."

*Slap!*

Before Zhou Er could finish his sentence, Zhou Hao delivered a vicious backhand slap across his face.

"So what if he's the Divine Firmament Emperor? What is she worth?"

"If this young master kills that Shen Lang, and she dares to harbor any resentment, I will ensure she dies without a burial site!"

Roaring these words, Zhou Hao leaped out of the First Restaurant.

Instead of leaving immediately, however, he landed on a rooftop not far from the restaurant.

Drawing his long saber, he waited for Shen Lang to emerge.

He had to slaughter that piece of trash today. Otherwise, where would he, Zhou Hao, save face in the future?

Simultaneously, Shen Lang followed Qingyou into An Yaoyao's private quarters.

The moment he stepped inside, Shen Lang was momentarily overwhelmed by An Yaoyao's devastatingly beautiful face and breathtaking figure.

In his past life, he had been a senior executive and had seen all kinds of stunning beauties.

Even after transmigrating to this world, he had spent his days surrounded by gorgeous women.

Yet, Shen Lang swore that neither Divine Firmament, nor Nalan Yanran, nor even his sister-in-law Ziyuan possessed the unique aura that An Yaoyao exuded—an aura that made him want to pull her into his arms and cherish her fiercely at first sight.

Little did he know, his appreciative gaze also left An Yaoyao slightly startled.

To maintain her chastity as a courtesan in the immortal cultivation world, An Yaoyao relied on far more than just her wits.

Her combat prowess and cultivation were immensely powerful.

In particular, her charm techniques were potent enough to captivate even powerful beings at the Soul Formation stage.

Yet today, An Yaoyao realized she couldn't charm Shen Lang at all.

This realization made her instantly aware that she had underestimated him.

Shen Lang was unquestionably far more complex than she had imagined.

Sensing this, An Yaoyao offered Shen Lang a sweet smile. "Lord Shen, your gaze makes this maid so shy..."

*Vixen!*

The word flashed through Shen Lang's mind.

He replied with a grin, "If you keep looking at me like that, I really won't be leaving tonight!"

*Swish.*

At those words, before An Yaoyao could react, Qingyou was struck dumb with shock.

She could hardly believe that Shen Lang had remained entirely immune to the charm technique.

This drove her to glance inquiringly at An Yaoyao, though An Yaoyao ignored her completely.

Instead, An Yaoyao looked at Shen Lang with deep, meaningful eyes. "Did Lord Shen intend to provoke Zhou Hao using my hand all along?"

"You're not completely stupid, are you?"