Black Suit, Fat Boss

A breeze carrying the scent of Blue Silver Grass brushed against Lin Ziyi's face. He gazed at the colossal city sprawled below the mountains, his expression one of awe.

As a modern person, Lin Ziyi had lived in a metropolis in his previous life too.

But precisely because he was "in the mountain," he never truly saw the "true face" of his own city.

This was the first time he had experienced the visual impact of seeing an entire city from such a vantage point.

Lin Ziyi put the Mouse Head Duck he was fiddling with into the Misty Treasure Vault.

Although this thing was a permanent item, it could only be used once a day, a rather obvious drawback.

However, it was quite effective for distorting right and wrong.

As long as he let Tushan Lingling use this treasure, he himself wouldn't suffer its negative effects, thus maximizing his gains!

But the effect of this treasure was still too singular.

If it weren't for the fact that the Misty Auction House held auctions at least a week apart, Lin Ziyi really wished another auction could be held immediately so he could acquire some more marvelous items.

But for now, with the Level 95 Super Douluo Tushan Lingling providing "close personal" protection, it was sufficient.

Lin Ziyi glanced at Tushan Lingling, suddenly snatched the oil-paper umbrella from her hand, and ran straight towards the city not far away amidst the Fox Demon beauty's displeased cries.

Tushan Lingling chased after him, a helpless smile on her face, her eyes filled with adoration as she gazed at the young man's retreating back...

As the two playfully arrived at the gates of the Barack Kingdom's royal city, Lin Ziyi finally stopped. He immediately felt a bouncy ball of fat collide with his back.

He turned around and saw Tushan Lingling pouting at him, looking displeased.

Lin Ziyi smiled slightly, returned the oil-paper umbrella to her, and led her by the hand straight towards the city gate.

As soon as they reached the gate, Lin Ziyi and Tushan Lingling were questioned by the soldiers.

Fortunately, Lin Ziyi once again invoked his identity as a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect and secretly slipped them a Gold Soul Coin, allowing them to enter the city without incident.

After all, this royal city was the capital of the Barack Kingdom and was very close to the border.

Coupled with the possibility that the commander of Jialing Pass had already relayed the information of his appearance on the Lima Plain, the area was under such strict security.

However, this royal city was, after all, a top-tier metropolis.

With hundreds of thousands of people entering and exiting daily, if every single person were interrogated, the soldiers here would have long since died of exhaustion.

As soon as they entered the city, the clamorous noise hit them like a sonic wave, leaving Lin Ziyi stunned for a full five seconds before he could recover.

At a glance, the wide main road was lined with all sorts of dazzling shops.

Hanfu stores, snack shops, ear-cleaning parlors, brothels, restaurants, singing and dancing houses... everything imaginable!

Lin Ziyi's gaze swept over a few nearby restaurants, and he quickly abandoned the idea of staying there.

It was too close to the city gate and too noisy during the day, not suitable for him and Tushan Lingling to have beautiful "daydreams."

The two continued deeper into the city, seeing many people in various attire along the way, presumably disciples from different sects or forces.

Soon, they reached the city center and stopped in front of a hotel called "Titled Restaurant."

Looking at the hotel's name, Lin Ziyi wondered if the owner behind this establishment was a Titled Douluo.

As he was thinking, a small waiter with a pointed ear and a monkey-like face at the entrance smilingly greeted them.

His gaze first swept over Tushan Lingling's curvaceous figure, his Adam's apple involuntarily bobbing twice.

Then, as Tushan Lingling glared at him fiercely, he quickly shifted his gaze to Lin Ziyi's face:

"Two esteemed guests, are you here for a meal or lodging?"

Lin Ziyi thought for a moment and decided to stay there for a few days.

His ultimate goal was to return to his original world.

According to the System, he would need to become a god in this world at the very least to have a chance.

Although he wasn't wealthy in his previous life, he couldn't bear to leave his relatives there, especially his kind, elderly grandmother.

That was why he hoped to become a god as soon as possible, then return with his abilities to visit and even provide for these family members...

Besides getting stronger through the System at auctions, Lin Ziyi also needed to improve himself as much as possible using the heavenly treasures of Douluo Continent during the intervals between auctions!

Only in this way could he increase his strength at the fastest possible rate!

With this thought, Lin Ziyi responded to the waiter:

"Prepare a superior room for us, one with excellent soundproofing!"

The waiter glanced at Tushan Lingling, immediately understood the young man's intention, and chuckled as he led them inside.

Lin Ziyi scratched his head. He just didn't want the outside noise to disturb his rest; what unhealthy thoughts was this guy having?

As they walked towards the counter, Lin Ziyi curiously asked the waiter:

"Why is your hotel called Titled Restaurant? Could it be that the owner is a Titled Douluo?"

The waiter chuckled.

"What Titled Douluo has the leisure to open a hotel?

"The reason our boss chose this name is because he was once saved by a Titled Douluo.

"To show his gratitude, he changed the hotel's name to 'Titled' and established a rule:

"Any Titled Douluo who stays at our hotel will have their accommodation fees completely waived!"

"Oh?" A smile flickered in Lin Ziyi's eyes, "Is this rule still in effect?"

"It's effective, but I've been working here for almost ten years and haven't even seen a single hair of a Titled Douluo!

"So this rule is pretty much nonexistent."

The waiter clearly didn't think these two people, who looked no older than twenty or thirty, possessed the strength of Titled Douluo.

After all, the youngest record for a Titled Douluo was already forty-four years old!

However, Lin Ziyi's next words made the waiter freeze in astonishment:

"Um... how do we prove we're Titled Douluo? Do we just show our nine Soul Rings?"

The waiter snapped his head back, a strained, constipated smile on his face:

"Sir, you... you must be joking with me, right?

"You two are so young, even with exceptional talent, you shouldn't be able to reach the level of a Titled Douluo, should you?"

Lin Ziyi shook his head and replied seriously:

"I'm not joking. The Fox Immortal sister beside me is a genuine Titled Douluo!

"But you don't need to be too surprised. Although she looks under twenty, she's actually several hundred years old."

Even after Lin Ziyi's explanation, the waiter's expression remained utterly bewildered!

Titled Douluo... these were legendary Titled Douluo!

Such peak-level powerhouses were like celestial beings from the heavens to an ordinary person; one might never see one in a lifetime!

He never expected to actually meet one today!

Without daring to question further, the waiter quickly asked them to wait and then rushed off to fetch the boss.

When a middle-aged, plump man in a black suit appeared before Lin Ziyi, accompanied by a seductive woman in a pink dress, Lin Ziyi was taken aback.

And the plump boss, upon seeing the beautiful Fox Demon beside Lin Ziyi, was also stunned on the spot.

The next moment, he suddenly cried out excitedly:

"Oh! My god of wealth! I'm definitely not dreaming this time!

"I can't believe after having a nightmare this morning, I'm now seeing such a beautiful fairy!

"This must be the generous god of wealth compensating me, Babitt! Yes, it must be!"