Jiangnan actually used the brick to draw a line.
Li Xiang, Li Muyan, and the others looked sour.
Let him have his moment for now.
Wait until Tianchi Spirit Ruin, Jiangnan would get what’s coming.
On the way home after school, passing the barbecue stall, Jiangnan noticed business was booming.
A bunch of young guys were standing guard out front, and Scarface was eagerly helping serve plates.
What the hell?
What’s going on?
The moment they saw Jiangnan, they bowed in unison, shouting, “Brother Nan, good to see you.”
Instantly, whether eating or passing by, all eyes locked onto Jiangnan.
Jiangnan was speechless.
Auntie Zhou warmly greeted, “Xiao Nan’s here? Yuqing, come say hi.”
Jiangnan, puzzled, asked, “These guys…”
Auntie Zhou gave a wry smile, “Don’t ask. They showed up this afternoon, insisting on helping. Said they’d kneel if I refused. I couldn’t say no.”
“Xiao Nan, have a look.”
Jiangnan glanced at Scarface.
The guy flinched, giving a shy smile.
Fine.
Probably Wu Liang’s doing.
“No worries, Auntie Zhou. Treat them like your own workers. If any misbehave, give me a call.”
“This area’s pretty rough. Having them around keeps things in check.”
Auntie Zhou said, “That’s a bit much.”
Zhou Yuqing, blushing, added, “We don’t need so many people. Thanks, Brother Jiangnan.”
Jiangnan fondly patted her head, “No one’s been bullying you lately, right?”
Zhou Yuqing smiled sweetly, “No, they’re all really nice.”
Jiangnan chuckled.
They’d better be nice.
Passing Grandpa Wang’s house on the way home, Jiangnan curiously peeked into the yard.
Wangcai was sprawled listlessly in front of his doghouse.
The dog looked a size thinner.
Outside the doghouse, a few female dogs were lined up.
Auntie Zhou’s Guoguo wagged her tail, barking excitedly.
Wangcai let out a weak, “Woof.”
Then Guoguo grabbed Wangcai’s tail, dragging him into the doghouse.
Wangcai’s face screamed despair. Moments later, Guoguo pranced out, tail wagging, looking unsatisfied.
Wangcai, legs trembling, barely crawled out before a big wolfdog dragged him back in.
Wangcai couldn’t resist.
Seeing seven or eight more female dogs queued up, Jiangnan shivered.
Wangcai, you’re on your own.
I’ve done all I can.
Looks like spirit leeks do have side effects. Stamina issues? Probably.
Time to put spirit leeks on the market.
Back home, Jiangnan started his reckless ten-draw spree.
After three days, he’d saved over 310,000 resentment points.
Then pulled twenty bundles of spirit leeks.
Jiangnan cursed up a storm.
The third draw finally hit something.
[Thanks for playing. Consolation prize: Hulk-brand shorts, one pair.]
[Congratulations. Prize: Peerless Beauty Pill, one.]
[Congratulations. Prize: Peerless Beauty Pill, one.]
[Thanks for playing…]
Jiangnan froze.
Not just a new consolation prize, but actual rewards? Two of them?
Thinking of the Wash Marrow Fruit’s power, Jiangnan got excited.
He checked the effects.
[Peerless Beauty Pill]
Effect: Improves appearance, granting flawless, peerless beauty.
Jiangnan was stunned.
He’d expected a spirit pearl or upgrade potion, something to boost strength.
But a Peerless Beauty Pill? What’s that?
A cosmetic pill?
What’s that got to do with strength?
Wait. Looks are a kind of strength, right?
Beauty always wins.
Living off your face is a skill.
Jiangnan’s eyes lit up. Nervously, he sat in front of a mirror, touching his face.
“Hmm, already handsome enough, no complaints.”
Still, he swallowed a Peerless Beauty Pill.
Sweet, like White Rabbit candy.
Then his face started itching.
Worry crept in.
This wouldn’t ruin his face, would it?
Or explode on the spot?
The dodgy system had him on edge.
Half an hour later, Jiangnan stared at himself in the mirror, incredulous.
Chiseled brows, sharp eyes, high nose, lips curved upward, dark eyes like they held a starry sea, enough to steal any girl’s heart.
Skin so smooth and fair it defied reason, exuding a carefree, untamed aura.
Paired with his aggressive buzz cut, a slight smile was like Cupid’s arrow.
No, Cupid’s Gatling gun. Area-of-effect damage.
Still the same face, but subtle tweaks made a world of difference.
Jiangnan rubbed his face.
Handsome.
Too damn handsome.
He didn’t know a person could be this good-looking.
Teenage heartthrob?
Rich lady’s toyboy?
This face could outshine any A-list celebrity.
Love it, love it.
Jiangnan clenched his fist, resolute.
“Time to buy a copy of *How to Win a Rich Lady’s Heart*.”
Then he checked the new consolation prize.
[Hulk-brand Shorts]
Effect: Bug-level shorts. Adjusts to the wearer’s body changes.
Jiangnan swallowed hard.
In the movies, Hulk bursts out of his clothes but never his shorts, no matter the fight. They hold strong.
Hulk-brand shorts had the same effect?
Incredible.
A godsend for beast-transformation spirit martial artists.
Side effects?
Not his problem, he wasn’t wearing them.
Let Wu Liang test them first.
That image was still burned in Jiangnan’s mind.
A quick look showed various styles for men and women.
Spirit leeks hit the system shop too, 300 resentment points per bundle.
Jiangnan sighed.
Just then, his phone rang.
A video call from Wolfie.
Jiangnan answered.
In the frame, Xia Yao, arm linked with Zhong Yingxue, grinned happily.
It looked noisy, like they were on a busy street.
“Xiao Nan, come eat. Xuexue’s treating today, she’s in a good mood.”
Zhong Yingxue smiled gently, “What do you want to eat, Xiao Nan?”
Seeing the two beauties, Jiangnan’s mood soared.
“Where are you guys? I’m coming over.”
Xia Yao pouted, “Xiao Nan, a big guy like you using beauty filters? Level 10, huh?”
“Turn it off, turn it off. You’re blinding me with that handsomeness.”
Jiangnan blinked, “What?”
“I’m not using one.”
“Still denying it? Xiao Xue, are phone filters this crazy now?”
Zhong Yingxue rolled her eyes, ignoring Xia Yao, “We’re at Century Square, waiting for you.”
Jiangnan said, “Got it, I’m on my way.”
Hanging up, Jiangnan looked helpless.
A filter, really?
My beauty’s built into my face, okay?
