Reporters wanted to enter the shop for interviews, but the intelligent robots inside stopped them.
Yang Bo asked with lingering fear, "How did these people recognize me?"
"Someone must have recognized us while we were shopping over there just now."
"After all, only you, Yang Bo, can openly go shopping with three girlfriends."
"Exactly!" The three women, Su Wei among them, chimed in from beside him, making faces at Yang Bo as they spoke.
"Yang Bo, I'm five foot nine and weigh one hundred and twenty pounds. Look at this body—I'm all natural and have never undergone any technological procedures." A woman at the entrance shouted loudly. She even took off her outer clothes, revealing the underwear beneath.
"Yang Bo, give me your autograph!"
"Yang Bo, I love you!"
"Yang Bo, we're willing to pay a huge sum for you to endorse us!"
"Yang Bo, did you plagiarize someone else's boxing technique and then name it Meteor Fist yourself?"
"Yang Bo, you don't seem to have any experience in ancient martial arts. Why were you able to create such a fist technique?"
"Yang Bo, I heard your contribution points in the Ancient Martial Arts Association can be exchanged for a trillion Credit Points?"
"Yang Bo, we're willing to exclusively buy out your life story and adapt it into movies and television dramas!"
"Yang Bo, I want to become your disciple."
A large crowd quickly gathered outside the shop, shouting all sorts of things.
"Yang Bo, that woman really is beautiful!"
"Exactly!"
"And look at her figure—it's great too!" Yang Bo and the others hid inside the shop while the three women continued teasing him.
"She only said she was natural. She never said she hadn't been a man."
"And maybe she looks like a woman on the surface, but she's