As Zhang Tie stepped out of the jewelry store, he felt a strange sense of relief. Aside from the sprayed semen, this was the best he could give them. He might be heading to the battlefield soon, and he wasn't even sure he'd survive. If he were to die, this would be a keepsake for those lovely girls. As their first man, as the man who had shared a week of wild and wonderful times with them, he had to leave them something. Perhaps he couldn't give each of them the same affection he had for Pandora and Beverly, but he could at least offer them the best he could.
The set of jewelry Zhang Tie chose was very heavy, and there was an unspoken thought behind it. Zhang Tie hoped that if something really happened in the future, this jewelry could be turned into emergency gold when needed.
After leaving the jewelry store, Zhang Tie shamelessly went to another shop on Mingguang Street. This shop was a women's lingerie store, selling the best brands in the entire Black Flame City. Previously, Zhang Tie had no idea where the best lingerie in Black Flame City was, but now he knew—he'd learned it from the girls at the Rose Society over the past few days. The most popular women's clothing brand in Black Flame City was called— Madame Dis.
When Zhang Tie, such a handsome Norman Empire officer, appeared in Madame Dis's women's lingerie store, several pretty female shop assistants curiously gathered around.
"Give me a piece of paper and a pen, and then prepare what I've written down!"
Unexpectedly, this handsome imperial official entered the lingerie store asking for a piece of paper and a pen. The lingerie store clerk, puzzled, handed Zhang Tie the paper and pen.
As Zhang Tie left the lingerie store, he became a god again; all the store employees saw him off at the door. A man who comes here to buy lingerie as gifts for women isn't a god, but a man who comes here at once to buy eighty-five sets for girls, and can instantly tell each woman's lingerie size and preferred style, is definitely a god.
Zhang Tie used his enhanced memory, which had been greatly boosted by his surge in mental strength, for this very first purpose.
The eighty-five sets of lingerie cost a total of over thirty gold coins. Some sizes and styles were already out of stock, so Zhang Tie would come back to pick them up in three days. This amount of money wasn't much for Zhang Tie now; he just wanted to use this method to tell the girls who had given him so much joy that he remembered each and every one of them in his heart, their names, their faces, their figures, and everything they had given him.
After leaving Mrs. Dis's lingerie shop, Zhang Tie went to another boutique gift shop and a boutique flower shop on the main street. After spending another twenty-odd gold coins, Zhang Tie finally managed to arrange the things he wanted to do before leaving Black Flame City.
That night, the "feat" of a young imperial official in some shops on Mingguang Street became a legend that these shops would often tell their customers in the years to come.
After finishing these tasks, Zhang Tie suddenly felt much lighter...
Zhang Tie walked alone on the streets of Black Flame City, his mind preoccupied with Samira's situation.
It's time to deal with that shameless scoundrel, Samira. However, Samira feud is personal, and it seems there's no concrete evidence against him on any major issues. Moreover, Samira appears to have found an even more powerful backer— the Pill Master Abian —making it even more difficult to touch him. Even now, with Black Flame City Black Flame City under a new master, the Pill Master Abian still enjoys a very high status, far exceeding the influence of a mere imperial lieutenant like himself. To deal with Samira, he can't afford to expose the person behind him; he needs to plan carefully...
If Zhang Tie didn't get rid of Samira, that person who repeatedly tried to frame him, he would still feel uneasy after leaving Black Flame City. Samira was a cunning and treacherous person, as venomous as a snake and as cunning as a fox. Letting such a person live in the world was like playing a joke on him and those around him.
Before leaving Black Flame City, Zhang Tie was determined to kill Samira. This was the first time in his life that Zhang Tie had felt such a resolute determination to kill someone.
Zhang Tie spent too much time in several shops, and when he returned to his apartment on Monet Avenue, he walked all the way back, so it was quite late when he got back. The streets were almost deserted, with only the streetlights casting a faint glow in the dark night.
A car and a person were already waiting at the entrance of Zhang Tie's apartment.
He was an elderly man in his sixties with a full head of white hair, wearing a black tuxedo. Even though he had been standing alone at the entrance of Zhang Tie's apartment for who knows how long, his appearance and demeanor were still impeccable.
"I am Gregory's butler, Pavano. The Gregory Family is very sorry for what happened at the Iron Thorn Combat Hall today. That ignorant child will no longer appear at the Iron Thorn Combat Hall. This is a small token of the Gregory Family's apologies, and we hope you will accept it!"
The elderly woman, over sixty years old with a full head of white hair, waved her hand. Mary had been dressed up again and looked even more beautiful, but with a paler complexion, got out of the car and came to Zhang Tie.
At this moment, Mary was wearing a beautiful, expensive evening gown adorned with crystals—the kind of dress-up only women wore to banquets. She felt like a gift that had been given a makeover, but the expression on Mary's face was one of despair, as if she were heading to her execution.
The old man glanced at Mary gently, and Mary trembled.
"Please... please, you must fuck me!"
This somewhat vulgar remark was difficult to utter, especially for a girl. After saying it, Mary burst into tears—it was the "promise" Zhang Tie had made with Mary.
For the Gregory Family, there were a thousand ways to make an ordinary girl like Mary submit. This outcome was already within Zhang Tie's expectations, so Zhang Tie was not surprised at all.
Zhang Tie smiled and said to Gregory's butler, "I won't take the Iron Thorn Combat Hall matter to heart; that's just children's play..."
Have a pleasant evening!
After giving Zhang Tie a graceful bow, Pavano left.
"This is how big Lineage operate," Zhang Tie thought to himself.
When she was alone with Zhang Tie, Mary trembled all over, whether from the cold or fear. Zhang Tie glanced at her, then took out his key, opened the door to the apartment building, and went inside. Mary followed him in with Zhang Tie head down.
There was a strange smell in Zhang Tie's room. When Mary entered Zhang Tie's room, she smelled the strange smell and her face turned even paler. The smell was like the smell of blood on the way to the guillotine to her.
Zhang Tie could smell it too; he hadn't noticed it while inside the house these past few days. But after going out for a while and coming back, he felt the whole house was filled with a strong, unpleasant odor.
Upon entering the living room, Mary's entire body stiffened. The sound of Zhang Tie closing the door startled her, making her tremble. Zhang Tie ignored her and didn't speak to her. Instead, he went about his own business, undressing in the bedroom, then washing up and showering in the bathroom. After finishing all this, more than ten minutes later, he emerged from the bathroom wearing only a pair of casual boxer shorts, wiping the water droplets from his head with a towel, and walking barefoot.
During this time, Mary, dressed in an evening gown that exposed a large section of her alluring shoulders and back, stood nervously and stiffly in the living room, her body trembling slightly.
Zhang Tie poured a small glass of fruit liqueur from the wine cabinet in the living room, then went over and handed it to her. "Drink this, it'll warm you up!"
Mary seemed to be completely obedient to Zhang Tie at first. When Zhang Tie took the wine glass, she took it with both hands, tilted her head back, and drank all the wine in one gulp, almost choking, and then coughed softly.
"Sit!" Zhang Tie gestured to the sofa, and Mary sat down stiffly. Large tears rolled down her delicate face. Mary had never imagined she would end up like this. Just hours before, Mary had been slightly smug about how Young Master Gregory had snatched her away from Zhang Tie. But the Gregory family's sudden change in attitude brought her back to reality, making her realize her naiveté. In the eyes of the Lineage of Black Flame City, a woman like her was no different from anything displayed in the shops on Mingguang Street. To the Gregory Family, she was a cheap commodity, worthless even at a discount—something produced in Black Flame City's small factories and workshops, unworthy of being presented in a respectable manner.
Everything that happened tonight jolted Mary awake from her sweet dream, making her realize the harsh reality.
Zhang Tie realized that he really couldn't be heartless when he saw a woman crying. Looking at Mary's pitiful appearance now, Zhang Tie's previous resentment towards her, which stemmed from youthful pride and vanity, had long since vanished.
After a week of wild and carefree fun with the girls of the Rose Society, Zhang Tie found himself maturing a bit. He seemed more tolerant of women, often unconsciously putting himself in their shoes. After years of pent-up desire were finally released through a group of women, Zhang Tie found that many of his sharp edges had been smoothed out in the endless cycle of passion. The girls' soft bodies and the countless bodily fluids exchanged with them seemed to nourish his soul. A few months ago, he was just a pathetic ugly duckling. Why should women like Mary, who often gazed at the swans and felt they had enough beauty to join them, have their petty pride appeased, their pride lowered, and their dreams of becoming a beauty benefactor be fulfilled?
To paraphrase that bastard Tang De, it was a vulgar joke—"Do you have a really big dick?"
"I was also in the wrong at the Battle Hall that time. Yeah, I was a bit rude to you. I apologize for that. After all this, let's call it even!"
With tears streaming down her face, Mary looked up and stared wide-eyed at Zhang Tie. Just when she thought she was about to fall into hell, she actually heard Zhang Tie apologize to her.
Zhang Tie sat on the sofa opposite her, looking at her without a trace of mockery on his face.
At this time, Zhang Tie, having taken off his military uniform, was just a somewhat immature-looking young man and a junior.
"You mean... we're even?" Mary asked incredulously.
"Yes, I don't know what the Gregory Family said to you or what kind of deal you made, but it seems you only need to stay here for one night. So stay one night and leave tomorrow morning. There are two guest rooms over there; just find one and sleep in it. I already spoke with Manager Hans about the Battle Hall when I left today, and told them not to make things difficult for you in the future. You can continue as you were before..."
"You... you don't... want me anymore?" Mary hesitated for a moment, then tried to phrase it more tactfully.
Zhang Tie scratched his head. "Isn't that kind of thing only interesting if it's consensual? I don't think we're in that state. I don't like forcing others, and I especially don't like women being sad or crying because of me. Do you want me to want you?"
"Of course not!" Mary immediately denied, her face slightly flushed.
"That's it. You should go to sleep early. I'm a bit tired these past few days, and I need to sleep too. I won't chat with you anymore! Remember to turn off the living room light when you go back to your room to sleep..." Zhang Tie said, standing up, yawning, and returning to his bedroom. He closed the door and habitually locked it.
Hearing Zhang Tie press the latch on his bedroom door, Mary sat motionless in the living room for a long while. Then, she looked down at her beautiful figure and her gorgeous evening gown. Instead of feeling relieved, she felt a strange sense of loss...
After eight long days, Zhang Tie finally got a good night's sleep.
Tonight, as Zhang Tie was sleeping, he had a feeling that sometimes, as a man, it's actually quite comfortable to sleep alone.
When Zhang Tie woke up the next day, Mary had already left. He didn't know when she left, and Zhang Tie didn't care. But on a mirror in the living room, Zhang Tie saw a message that she had left for him with her lipstick.
Thank you! I hate you!
"Damn it, is this woman crazy?" Zhang Tie cursed under his breath, completely baffled as to what he could possibly have done to provoke that woman's hatred. Damn it!
Putting that matter aside, Zhang Tie went to the study and entered the underground secret room.
More than ten minutes later, Zhang Tie, who had changed his clothes and his face, walked out of the entrance of the underground bar on Monet Avenue. He walked half a block and took a tram to the South City. Half an hour later, he appeared at the Animal Trading Market south of Black Flame City. Standing on the hill, he looked out at Master Abian's beautiful and magnificent castle manor on the lakeside.
Zhang Tie only spent two silver coins to inquire about Samira from a local bully who managed the market— Samira had been coming to the animal market every day to buy Golden Unicorn Beetle, Master Abian seemed to want to use these mutated Golden Unicorn Beetle to refine some kind of medicine...
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