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Chapter 10

◎The Rabbit Spirit Who Slaughtered All Opponents~◎

Once the roses had been handed out, everyone automatically gathered in front of the stage, and the performances officially began.

Just as the succubus lady had said, in order to make the atmosphere more explosive and spur the audience to throw more flowers for a chance at the grand prize, nearly every handsome guy and beautiful girl who took the stage chose to dance.

And they were all performing intensely provocative styles—Latin dance, jazz dance, girl-group dance. Every one of these treasures carefully selected by that lecher Xiao Kai had the face of an angel and the body of a devil, so they did not need exceptional technique. As long as they swayed to the music, they were dazzling enough. Mature beauties, loli types, gentle types, fiery types, little wolves, little puppies, youthful campus heartthrobs, unruly young men—Young Master Xiao really knew his stuff. No matter how niche your tastes were, there was always one to hit the spot!

Roses fluttered down like rain. Whenever a dancer finished performing, someone specially assigned to the task would tally the votes, then display them one after another on the huge light screen overhead.

After an adorable girl in a medieval maid outfit finished her otaku dance, the succubus lady took a deep breath and said to Li Zhikong with a trace of shyness, "It's my turn. Ah, I suddenly feel a little nervous. As comrades, could you give me an encouraging hug?"

"Of course." Li Zhikong first raised a hand and stroked the little demon horns atop her head, then bent down and gave her a gentlemanly hug before patting her shoulder. "No need to be nervous. You're great. Good luck!"

At that moment, in a corner not far away, Xiao Kai suddenly gave Zuo Feiyang a look. "Here it comes, here it comes! Did you see Brother Lu Yuan's expression? I'd bet anything that the one about to go onstage is the sweetheart he's got his eye on!"

"Hahaha, this is killing me. He's so nervous his fists are clenched..." Zuo Feiyang covered his mouth, practically beside himself with laughter.

"He looks like some innocent little boy. He just likes a girl, doesn't he? Yet he refuses to tell his brothers no matter what. The thing is, we're so smart that even if he wants to hide it, he can't!" Zhong Cheng's tone was unmistakably gleeful at Lu Yuan's misfortune.

The succubus lady had already taken the stage. Like a cat, she rose onto her tiptoes and tossed her crystal high heels aside. Carrying a red chair in one hand, she was clearly preparing to perform a sexy women's street dance—wasp waist, beautiful legs, fiery red lips, paired with a black miniskirt in an exotic fantasy style. When the music began, she was as hot as a blazing flame upon that chair, ready to scorch anyone who dared approach her!

"Little sister-in-law's got some real heat!" Xiao Kai whistled along with the crowd and sighed. "I just never expected innocent Brother Lu Yuan to like this type. A sexy little wildcat?"

"That's probably what they call being secretly horny..."

"Brothers, stop talking. I'll throw my roses first! My abilities are limited—I can only help him this much today."

"Honest Zhong is loyal! I'm throwing mine too. Brother Lu Yuan's happiness will be protected by us!"

After tossing out three roses, the bastards all fixed their eyes on Lu Yuan and desperately urged him to be brave. "Oh, stop being so reserved! Our strength is limited, after all. If you want to help little sister-in-law seal the deal, it depends on the twenty votes in your hand! Gather ye rosebuds while ye may—hurry, hurry, hurry! Little sister-in-law is about to finish dancing. If you don't make a move now, it'll be too late!"

But no matter how they egged him on, Brother Lu Yuan refused to cast his flowers. He was far too composed—practically stone-hearted!

Fortunately, little sister-in-law was quite capable. Without needing his twenty votes, she had pulled far ahead on her own merits. Of the eight people who had performed so far, she was currently in first place by a huge margin!

"It's in the bag. I think it's in the bag."

"As long as there isn't some dark horse later..."

"Even if there is a dark horse, what are we afraid of? We're the organizers. No matter how dark that horse is, we can take it down with shady dealings!"

"You're right. Let's see who's next—holy shit!"

"How did we forget that little rabbit!"

"Little sister-in-law's in danger!"

"Serves someone right for playing dead and refusing to vote. Now look what happened—the duck that was already cooked is about to fly away!"

"If I'd known this would happen, I would've saved my vote too. Little wildcats aren't my type. Rabbits have always been my favorite..."

"Pah! Do you like rabbits? You're just lusting after that body, you shameless bastard!"

"To be honest... I'm pretty shameless too..."

"...Enough, draw your swords! I'm getting this rabbit no matter what. If you're my brothers, don't fight me for him. Anyone who fights me for him, I'm getting mad!"

"Stop arguing! You're ruining the performance for me—did you notice? Little sister-in-law didn't take the chair with her when she left. Could it be that the little rabbit is performing a chair dance next? Oh, I'm really looking forward to this!"

"Wipe your drool, big bro. The front of your shirt is soaked through!"

"You've got the nerve to say that about me? You—cough, cough, cough, holy shit, what song is this? Why does the intro sound so familiar?"

At that moment, they were clearly not the only ones who found it familiar.

Especially when the line, "Proudly facing ten thousand rolling waves! Hot blood like the blazing sun!" burst from several speakers, quite a few people nearly spat on the spot!

Th-this-this... the whole vibe had suddenly changed so much...

Beautiful rabbit boy, did you misunderstand something about yourself? Take a good look in the mirror—"A Man Should Strengthen Himself" has absolutely nothing to do with you! You should clearly be draped in finery, comfortably raised in a golden house, untouched by worldly dust, living like a carefree little prince~

But the little prince onstage paid no attention at all to the sound of the audience's hearts breaking. To the forceful rhythm of "courage like iron, bones like diamond," he dismantled that red chair barehanded as if he were taking apart a toy, then assembled it into two nunchucks right there on the spot. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! He moved like a butterfly flitting through flowers, his hands whipping up a blur of blades and shadows. Gradually, the people closest to the stage could no longer stand their ground. Their faces pale, they backed away by nearly half a meter—because they had no choice. If they did not retreat, it felt like their lives were in danger, as though those two nunchucks would come crashing down on their heads the very next second. The sound of skulls splitting would surely be very pleasing to the ear!