Narrowed His Eyes Without Realizing It...

After Qin Xiao left, Jiang Lin remained lying in the chair, basking in the sun and fishing. He figured he was just waiting anyway; even if the world ended, he'd still get through it. Besides, he had to teach Madam Qian to read that evening.

The thought of teaching Madam Qian to read gave Jiang Lin a headache.

Honestly, if it were just an ordinary Fox Demon appearing in the house to absorb vital energy, it wouldn't be a problem. In fact, even if this Fox Demon was an elite member of the Dugu Demonic Sect, Jiang Lin wouldn't think there would be any issue.

He tied up the Fox Demon again that night and then tortured it to extract a confession.

Just kidding, after all these years as a disciple of the Demon Sect, there's never been a mouth I couldn't get out of my own mouth!

However, Jiang Lin realized that something was very wrong.

So, have I encountered far too many foxes lately?

First, there were two Little White Fox in that dilapidated temple on the outskirts of Donglin City, and then there was the white fox leader, whose cultivation level was unknown but who looked very powerful and wore a veil.

And now there's this Four-Tailed Fox Demon.

Fox Demon aren't so easy to encounter, are they?

Did I stumble into a fox's den?

Demon Queen at the temple, Jiang Lin had been on guard against whether she would come to Donglin City.

After all, the Fox Demon's cultivation level was truly incomprehensible; it could trap one in an illusion without the demon's knowledge.

If she had wanted to kill him back then, he wouldn't even know how he died.

However, the reason Jiang Lin Jiang Lin entered the city was that he was betting that the Fox Demon had not reached the Jade Purity Realm Jade Purity Realm, or even if it had, or even higher, it would not make a move.

After all, they stopped and didn't kill him when they were at the temple.

Moreover, white foxes are naturally averse to associating with humans, so Jiang Lin guessed that white foxes were not deeply involved with the Dugu Demonic Sect.

The two sides do share some common interests, but these interests are not significant enough to warrant further action from them.

Especially after learning that Donglin City had set up Blood Name Array, Jiang Lin became even more certain of his idea that the three white foxes had already left.

The Blood Name Array is far too filthy. It wouldn't be a problem if you sent an ordinary Fox Demon to set up the Blood Name Array in Donglin City.

But white foxes are naturally clean-loving and have a kind of germaphobia...

It's like asking a Virgo guy to share a bottle of water with you; if he agrees, you should be careful...

He's not an oddball, a Virgo.

Or perhaps... a follower of the king...

I want to practice the Purple Qi Comes From The East" technique with you.

Therefore, the possibility of those three white foxes being in Donglin City is extremely low.

But...

Why does my right eyelid keep twitching?

"Teacher..."

Just as Jiang Lin was fishing with his chin resting on his hand, contemplating life, he heard Qian Xiaopang's cheerful voice coming from not far away...

"Teacher! This is my homework! Please take a look!"

Qian Xiaopang respectfully handed Jiang Lin a stack of papers containing nearly a thousand words of his reading reflections.

Jiang Lin glanced at Little Fatty's reading notes, but the handwriting was so bad that Jiang Lin felt like his eyes had been... well, you know.

"Teacher... what are your thoughts after reading this book? Have you grasped even a fraction of what you've taught me?"

Beside her, Qian Zhenduo asked timidly.

Well...

Jiang Lin pondered for a moment, then began to spout nonsense with a straight face:

"The calligraphy is elegant and flowing, the language is moving and the understanding is profound. Although there are no fancy words, it gives people a sense of simplicity as fragrant as the soil. Especially the two tear stains at the end of the paper make it even more profound."

"Um... teacher..." Qian Xiaopang shifted his body slightly, his chubby face flushed, "Actually, this disciple accidentally fell asleep and drooled..."

"..."

Jiang Lin casually placed the papers on the chair and wiped his hands on Qian Xiaopang's body.

"Teacher... am I too dull?" Qian Xiaopang lowered his head, looking as aggrieved as a 300-pound child.

"No! Little Fatty!"

Jiang Lin put his arm around Qian Xiaopang's shoulder.

"Actually, what's written on the paper isn't important. As a great man once said:"

Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth.

Reading on paper is never enough!

It's getting late, let's go! Your master will take you to win over that girl!

"Huh?" Qian Xiaopang's body stiffened, his chubby face flushed slightly, his expression wandering, and he seemed a little shy. "Teacher, now?"

"Right now!"

"But teacher, I am not ready..."

"What are you preparing for!" Jiang Lin patted Qian Xiaopang's shoulder heavily. "Our lives don't need extra preparation! Every day is a live broadcast! You need to have confidence in yourself! Do you know what my greatest advantage is?"

"Handsome?"

"Wrong!"

"Talent?"

"That's wrong too!"

"Yasashi?"

"Completely wrong!"

Jiang Lin sighed softly and said earnestly:

"It's flamboyant luxury!"

Half an hour later, Jiang Lin, dressed in white and holding a white fan, and Qian Xiaopang, who had removed his jade pendant and money, stepped into the backyard.

Why go for flashy luxury?

It's not about wearing gold and silver to make others want to know you're rich.

That's not called being rich, that's called being vulgar.

The truly wealthy dress simply and understatedly, yet even a casual shirt can cost tens of thousands. Their every gesture exudes an air of dominance, subtly radiating the aura of a highly eligible bachelor...

Simply put, it's about subtly yet sophisticatedly Manifestation of Sainthood in front of others.

Okay... I can't make this up anymore...

That was Jiang Lin's initial thought, and he also taught Little Fatty the Three Waves Truth.

But gradually, Jiang Lin realized something was wrong.

This kind of thing is really hard to achieve quickly. In ancient times, it was all about gold and silver, or antiques, calligraphy and paintings, jade pendants and the like. If you wanted to subtly and elegantly tell someone that you were actually very wealthy, then the other person had to have an appreciation for such things...

It doesn't feel like the world I used to live in.

For example, Rolex, Armani, LV, etc., don't require any special knowledge or appreciation skills. You just need to know a few brands and then subtly show them off, and the other person will probably be amazed.

Besides, the other party also knew that Little Fatty was the simple-minded son of a landlord...

But why not give in to Little Fatty?

Even in his previous world, if he could drive Ferrari with one hand, he could have girls all over the place after just one lap around the track...

Was there a greater abundance of virtuous women in ancient times?

Or maybe the girl was just being reserved, or maybe she had someone she liked, or maybe she thought Qian Xiaopang was just a bully... the kind you use and then discard.

If it's just a matter of being reserved, then things are easier; at least you'll be half-compliant.

If you think Little Fatty is a bully, that's easy to handle. Little Fatty can just show his true colors, and over time the problem will be solved.

But if you have someone you like... it might be a bit troublesome... but it's okay.

Jiang Lin firmly believed:

There's no corner too big to dig down, only a hoe that can't be wielded!

However, just as Jiang Lin and his companion reached the archway in Little Fatty's backyard, Jiang Lin stopped in his tracks...

Looking at the courtyard in front of him... Jiang Lin couldn't help but narrow his eyes...

Now...

Jiang Lin finally understood why that girl had rejected Little Fatty.