Volume Three: How a Crooked Merchant Was Made - Beautiful Women Need Packaging Too (Part One)

Even Luo Qian, who liked looking at people through tinted glasses, had to admit that, once you stripped away Li Feier's spoiled, headstrong nature, she was quite a delectable little girl—what man didn't like a cute girl? It was just hard for him to connect the petite, adorable girl in the booklet, so touching that anyone would pity her, with the willful brat who usually wore her hair in pigtails sticking up like devil horns.

Luo Qian rubbed his forehead and delivered a classic line: "This Immortal Realm is crazy..."

"Hahaha..." Du Lengning burst out laughing. "Part for three days, and you must look at someone with fresh eyes. Old Luo, it seems Li Feier has changed too. That's good—she's a beauty, after all." As they spoke, the pouch at Luo Qian's waist began beeping. He had copied the mortal world and made himself a "phone pouch." It was a little ugly, but it worked well enough and was convenient.

"Hello..."

A voice at far too many decibels roared from the Conch Shell: "Boss, you have to avenge me! Did you see what those people wrote about me? If you won't help, I'll deal with them myself. Those bastards have a death wish!" Luo Qian hurriedly held the Conch Shell away from his ear and rubbed it. He exchanged a wry look with Du Lengning, then said, "Rivers and mountains may change..." Du Lengning finished, "But a tiger's nature never will."

Du Lengning leafed through the little tigress's entry. It listed her name first, then her family background, followed by a clumsy verse: "A young bride first puts on her finery; she turns her brows toward the moon's curved hook. Poor thing, she thinks herself lovely still; the more they look, the more she blushes."

Luo Qian shook his head.