Danwu Refining Spirit

Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Evergreen Prince

But Xiao Chong was soon disappointed. The little girl's eyes were clear, and her face, filled with excitement, was full of the expression of "wanting to find a sucker."

"Why?" Xiao Chong was quite unwilling to accept that he hadn't found any leverage against the other party.

"Young Master Fatty has come several times these days, each time bringing rice, noodles, vegetables, and a lot of copper coins that rattle when shaken!"

Sparks flew from Qingmeng's eyes, burning Xiao Chong's brow with a sharp pain.

"I see. Then... let's bring him along too."

Xiao Chong nodded slightly, feeling somewhat ashamed of his previous filthy thoughts.

After a shameless exchange between master and servant, the fat man's tragic fate was sealed. The little girl turned and left excitedly, preparing to slaughter the fat young master the next day. Only Xiao Chong was left sitting alone in the room, looking ashamed and reflecting on his actions.

"Fatty is loyal and righteous; he's a good brother."

"Qingmeng is kind-hearted and pure-hearted by nature, so we should not misunderstand him."

"I'm also a..."

But after thinking for a long time, he was suddenly surprised to find that he seemed to have no merits, and he gradually became angry and embarrassed.

"You fatso, you're so stingy! Can't you just exchange your copper coins for silver?"

Xiao Chong muttered viciously to himself.

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The southern part of Feiyue City has always been prosperous, inhabited by prominent families, wealthy merchants, and other affluent individuals. The people here don't have to worry about making a living, and they spend lavishly and freely. Therefore, compared to the desolation of the northern part of the city, the streets of the southern part are many times more bustling.

The streets are lined with all sorts of shops—restaurants, teahouses, pawnshops, money exchanges—stretching from east to west as far as the eye can see. Shop signs and flags flutter in front of the shops, nestled among the green tiles and blue bricks.

The streets were also filled with all sorts of small vendors, selling flowers, fruits, pastries, and sugar figurines. Some set up stalls by the roadside, while others carried baskets or shoulder poles and wandered among the passersby, calling out their wares. The pleasant shouts of the vendors rose and fell in waves.

Every now and then, groups of young men and women, riding spirited horses and dressed in fine clothes, would swagger through the streets, eliciting gasps of surprise from passersby before disappearing like the wind. But there were also many spoiled brats and playboys of unknown origin.

Surrounded by shrewish servants, these young masters carried caged birds, their lecherous eyes wandering around. When they encountered pretty young women or wives, they would secretly grope their buttocks, and then, with a wicked sense of amusement, continue searching for their next target amidst their screams.

Tie Changqing scoffed at the childish behavior of these people. He considered himself a very devoted person, with only Miss Situ Mingyue in his eyes, and he looked down on those ordinary women.

Of course, as an unparalleled genius of the Tie family, one of the three major families in Feiyue City, Tie Changqing felt that he had the ability to do so.

Young Master Changqing is dashing and handsome. At a young age, he has already reached the level of a martial arts master and has opened up thirty-six acupoints in his body. Who does not know his reputation as a genius?

Although Wu Sheng's martial arts realm is still somewhat unstable, this is already the fastest pace of martial arts cultivation in the Tie family in the past three hundred years. Young Master Changqing has always been indifferent to minor flaws.

"Tie Changqing, please stop following me, okay?"

In Daichunxuan, a century-old shop in Feiyue City specializing in rouge and face powder, a voluptuous young woman wearing a bright red cloak stood in front of the counter, absentmindedly selecting new products while talking to Tie Changqing standing behind her.

"Sister Mingyue, my admiration for you is like a surging river, endless and boundless. Heaven and earth can bear witness to this, and the sun and moon can attest to it. You know this, don't you?" Tie Changqing held a folding fan in his hand, his face full of fawning enthusiasm.

Perhaps feeling that his attitude wasn't firm enough, he paused for a moment and then added decisively, "In this life, I will marry no one but you."

“I’m already eighteen, and you’re only sixteen. I don’t like people younger than me,” Situ Mingyue said, stamping her foot and frowning.

"But I have the heart of a twenty-year-old! My mind is mature, and I'm physically strong. I'll definitely satisfy you!" In his anxiety, Tie Changqing blurted out some careless words.

"What do you mean! Are you saying that I'm greedy... greedy..."

Situ Mingyue moved her lips for a long time, but in the end she felt that some words were too vulgar to say, and her face turned red with anger.

"I...I didn't mean that...I just...I just..." Tie Changqing was a little confused, standing there for a moment not knowing how to explain himself.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, and fearing that the two might start fighting in the shop and he, an innocent bystander, would be caught in the crossfire, the old manager of Daichunxuan quickly changed the subject, saying, "Miss Situ, these newly arrived face powders are all rare and of high quality. Would you like them?"

"Yes! We want them all! Wrap up all these new goods and send them to Miss Mingyue's residence."

Tie Changqing, as if grasping at a lifeline, waved his hand imposingly at the old shopkeeper, then stepped forward and said cautiously, "Sister Mingyue, I'll buy all these face powders for you. How about I help you with your eyebrows and eyes every day from now on?"

"Who asked you to fawn over me! Does the Situ family not even have enough face powder? You're going to draw my eyebrows for me? You can use that for yourself first!"

Seeing Tie Changqing's face getting closer and closer, almost touching her nose, Situ Mingyue finally couldn't bear it any longer. She grabbed a box of rouge from the counter and smashed it hard on his head.

As the daughter of the new patriarch of the Situ family, another powerful family in Feiyue City, Situ Mingyue's martial arts cultivation was at least at the Martial Apprentice level. Her attacks were naturally incredibly swift and difficult to defend against.

Tie Changqing was half-closing his starry eyes, looking intoxicated, smelling the unique fragrance of a young woman wafting from his nose. He had no idea that the usually gentle Situ Mingyue would suddenly lose her temper, so he only had time to duck down.

With a soft "whoosh," the rouge box struck Tie Changqing's hair bun, splattering fiery red rouge all over his face, making his handsome features even more exquisite.

"That's so unmanly!"

After smashing the object, Situ Mingyue's anger subsided slightly. She gave a soft scolding and turned to rush towards the street outside. She felt that looking at the "charming" young man before her any longer would be an eyesore.