Who Keeps a Diary if They're a Decent Person?

With a splash, Wang Dafa flung an entire bag of powder into the air. Like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, it became drifting dust that fell onto the ground, into the water, and over everyone present.

Wang Dafa took a deep breath, then let out an utterly uncouth howl. "Awesome!"

Leave the counterfeit dollars to A'cheng?

Shi Tiexin glanced at A'cheng without the slightest ripple in his heart. This was not a job one could take just because one wanted to. Without the ability, one simply could not do it.

"Alright, Brother Fa. We can leave the delivery work to A'cheng for now, and I'll take a couple of days off too. But watch your health. Don't throw out your back from trying too hard—I'm still counting on you to live to a hundred and look after me." Shi Tiexin pushed the woman back toward Wang Dafa, then waved goodbye. "You have fun. I can't hold out anymore, so I'm leaving first. Pure innocent virgin—admitting defeat."

Considerately shutting the door for Wang Dafa, Shi Tiexin listened to the revelry on the other side and could not help shaking his head in secret.

That kind of spectacle really was too much to withstand.

After Dragon Essence had thoroughly stabilized, he no longer leaked vital essence so easily. Besides, he had used cheats with the Minor Prostitution Method. Even if every woman in an entire room came at him together, he could handle it. Joining Wang Dafa in group exercise inside would not have caused him any consequences.

But just because something had no consequences, did that mean it could be done freely?

Perhaps group exercise with one's superior was a good way to deepen personal ties, just like A'cheng inside. But... beyond doing as one pleased, one also had to refrain