A Note on Going Premium

Pro State, Green Water Bay, Green Water City, Paramount Dance Hall.

The handsome, Jade Faced Salad, holding a glass of red wine, sat at a round table next to the dance floor, quietly looking for his target for the night.

The target appeared: a woman in a dark purple cheongsam, gently biting her Smoking Pipe, silently watching the center of the dance floor.

She exhaled a puff of smoke, the smoke obscuring the beauty mark under her eye, as if telling of her loneliness and solitude.

Sizzle~

The record player played a new song.

Tango, "Scent of a Woman".

Jade Faced Salad, moving to the rhythm of tango, approached the young woman, extended a hand, and gave a perfect gentleman's bow. "Beautiful lady, may I have this dance?"

The woman looked at the Salad, slightly hesitant.

Salad took a rose from his shirt pocket and handed it to the girl.

The girl's cheeks were slightly flushed, and her eyes became increasingly unfocused.

Li Banfeng took the rose from Salad's hand, looked at the girl, and said affectionately, "Don't dance with him, he's mentally ill."

Salad straightened up, looking down at Li Banfeng: "What evidence do you have to prove I have a mental illness?"

Sizzle~

The record player scoffed, "Hey~ my husband isn't lying, you just have a mental illness."

Jade Faced Salad rolled her eyes at the record player, then said to Li Banfeng, "Witnesses don't count!"

Li Banfeng produced a medical record. "This is physical evidence; your name is on it."

Jade Faced Salad laughed loudly, looking at Li Banfeng with disdain. "Don't you have a mental illness?"

Li Banfeng produced another piece of evidence. "I have a discharge certificate, do you?"

Salad lowered her head.

He did not have a discharge certificate.

But that's not important!

Salad took out another rose and looked at the woman with deep affection. "Although I have a mental illness, that is not a reason to stop us from loving each other. Tonight's encounter is proof of our destiny."

After saying that, Salad put the rose in her mouth and waited for the lady's reaction.

The woman was touched by the Salad's sincerity.

She quickly pulled the rose out of Salad's mouth, and the rose's thorns cut two bloody gashes on Salad's lips.

Holding the roses, the woman said with tears in her eyes, "I believe in our destiny. I am a Sufferance Cultivator, and if you want to accept my love, you must first accept my suffering."

Salad covered her mouth and tears welled up in her eyes. "Actually, we met by chance, so there's no real connection between us."

The woman flew into a rage. "This is Chu family territory. You chose me, so you can't abandon me. If you abandon me, don't even think about leaving alive."

Salad covered her mouth and shook her head, saying, "I really have a mental illness, you'll despise me."

Disease Cultivator Cui Tike approached with a wine glass in hand. "I don't mind you, my friend. I have a hospital where you can be treated. I find mental illness quite delicious."

Ma Wu reminded Salad, "Whatever you do, don't go to his hospital. Nobody knows what will happen to you. Also, miss, the feud between us isn't over yet."

"What grudge do you have against each other?" Salad asked curiously.

Before Ma Wu could answer, the giant Bagworm Moth Madam squeezed into the dance floor and wrapped her two tentacles around Salad: "Forget their grudges, come with me, and I'll give you a child."

Detective Dabo Ensi was utterly devastated. "What about our children?"

Jade Faced Salad shook her head and said, "Let's put having a baby aside for now. I just want to dance."

Old Man Yao shook the empty wine jug and said to Salad, "Get me a jug of good wine, and I'll dance with you."

The Peddler pushed his cart into the dance floor. "I have good wine, good cigarettes, and good tea."

Salad sighed and wiped the blood from her mouth. "I just wanted to dance, who made such a mess of the dance floor?"

He Jiaqing sat up in bed and laughed loudly, "Dance! The dance has just begun. I'm the best Dance Steps, let's dance all over Pro State together!"

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With all Salad heart and soul, with all Salad sincerity, with all Salad expectations, with all Salad deepest affection, I present the most wonderful stories of Pro State to you.

Of Hundred Sects Under Heaven, let's see who can rival them.

Ten Thousand Cultivators of Pro, do you know who the leader is?

At 12:08 today, Salad is waiting for you all in Pro State.