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Even if some washed-up ex refused to accept it and came to challenge him, he could still easily seize the moral high ground with his innocent looks and relatively clean record. He would make that scumbag understand what it meant when people said good and evil would be repaid in kind, as cold rain slapped wildly against his face, leaving him suffering in silence and questioning his entire life...

That young master of the Lu Family today fit his requirements perfectly.

He was handsome enough, trashy enough, and looked sturdy enough. If properly maintained, he could last Li Zhikong a long time.

The greatest lesson Li Zhikong had learned from his ancestors was that one had to restrain oneself a little. When choosing a dual cultivation partner, quality was better than quantity. Raising a whole pack of useless weaklings was far inferior to finding one SSR and going all in—did people think being a player was fun? That was because they saw thieves eating meat but not getting beaten! A player whose boat capsized was worse than a dog. Had they calculated how much effort it took to maintain a harem in modern society?

As a man, he could not spend every day just satisfying his lower half. He still had to save some energy for his career.

...He could not hesitate any longer. His first victim would be Young Master Lu.

After all, aside from those qualities, he had an advantage that other scumbags lacked.

As the saying went, the pavilion nearest the water got the moonlight first. Li Zhikong desperately needed someone to dual cultivate with so he could retract these damn rabbit ears and rabbit tail before dawn tomorrow, and that adorable Young Master Lu just happened to be right under his nose, within arm's reach...

It was fate. He could only blame his bad luck!

Once he made up his mind, Li Zhikong acted at once, giving himself no chance to regret it.

First, he called the hotel front desk for room service, gave them his measurements, and asked them to bring him suitable clothes and shoes, along with one of those masks that covered half the face. Money was no issue; speed was the issue.

Before they arrived, he found a clean towel in the bathroom and wrapped it tightly around his head, making himself look like an Indian man. He did not care whether those rabbit ears were uncomfortable or not. Even if they were, they had to put up with it!

Then he rummaged through the refrigerator, found a high-end facial mask, tore it open, and smeared a thick layer over his face.

After that, he shook out the bathrobe, which had nearly dried into a salted pickle, and put it back on.

It was not that he wanted to make such a big fuss. The problem was that his unlucky rabbit spirit bloodline had only just awakened, and he simply could not control the pheromones surging wildly from his body. To avoid harming innocent people—and to keep more people from remembering his face—he had to disguise himself.

Once everything was ready, he did not have to wait long before a delicate-looking young waiter knocked on the door and delivered everything Li Zhikong had ordered.

"If you're satisfied with our room service, sir, please remember to leave us a five-star review~"

Ah! Those awful rich people. They were willing to buy things marked up several times over at a resort just for a little convenience.

But if they did not support the business, where else would he earn such hefty commissions? Hehehe.

The young waiter had no idea how much his supposedly foolish, free-spending customer's heart was bleeding while paying: that was the nest egg Li Zhikong had painstakingly saved for years!

Young Master Lu, how were you going to repay what you owed me?

The waiter had just received the payment and was about to leave when this refined customer—his face completely covered in grayish-white volcanic mud, his features blurred beneath the hazy lighting—stopped him again.

The customer's voice was soft and gentle, exceptionally pleasant to hear. "May I ask, do you know which room Lu Yuan—the heir of the Lu Family—booked at your resort?"

"I'm sorry, but that's guest privacy..." The waiter suddenly stopped. A thick stack of red banknotes had appeared in his previously empty right hand.

"It isn't exactly an impossible secret to find out. Even if you tell me, who would know you were the one who told me?" A captivating fragrance wafted over, and the customer's temptation was like a devil's whisper.

"But... sir, didn't you buy these clothes and masks because you were planning to attend Young Master Lu's birthday party? Rather than waiting for him in his room, wouldn't it be better to—"

"Huh? A birthday party?"

"Yes, it's in the banquet hall downstairs—a costume ball birthday party."

"Thank you. I understand."

"Sir, the money—"

"That's what you deserve."

After washing off the facial mask, putting on the mask, and changing into the flashy new outfit and little leather shoes, Li Zhikong looked in the mirror. Once he was satisfied that there was not a single flaw, he strode out the door with his head held high.

He thought, With heaven helping me this much, it looks like that Young Master Lu is destined to suffer this calamity!

Tonight, he absolutely would not let him escape his clutches!

Author's Note:

I'll try to post earlier tomorrow and make it a long chapter. ==

Chapter 7

◎A Seductive Trap at the Costume Ball~◎

"Hey, I heard another romantic debt of yours came knocking?" Zuo Feiyang raised his brows and bumped Lu Yuan with a wicked grin. "Which one of your good brothers came up with this brilliant idea again, giving you such a unique birthday gift..."

Lu Yuan said nothing. He merely gave him an indifferent glance, his long legs with nowhere to go resting on the coffee table. Curled up on the sofa, he resembled a lazy large predator, his harmless exterior unable to conceal the strength and danger beneath.

"Sometimes I really don't understand how those people think. Why do they always pull such low-class tricks? Our Brother Yuan clearly has absurdly high standards and is a huge pain in the ass, yet they insist on painting you as some scumbag who sleeps with anyone who comes along. Roughly counting, you must have slept with at least fifty or sixty women, if not a hundred, right? Even your illegitimate children could fill one hand—if you ask me, we should throw a full-month celebration every now and then, invite all your idiot brothers to bring cash gifts, and fleece them a few times. They'd all behave after that."

"What's so hard to understand? Didn't you hear that story about the Gong Family's eldest daughter a while ago? She was a player herself, but when she reached marriageable age and wanted to arrange a marriage with a good man of equal standing, someone introduced our Brother Yuan to her. The moment Miss Gong heard about it, damn, she was so scared she booked a flight to Europe overnight. According to her fake besties, Miss Gong had nightmares for several days straight and still could not stand hearing anyone mention the word 'Lu.' Hahaha..." Xiao Kai strolled over with a wineglass in hand, cackling as he spoke, his entire shoulders shaking.