With opening day drawing near, Du Lengning and Li Feier were run off their feet, but Luo Qian had suddenly vanished. Several days later, he returned with a group of Immortal Workers carrying a great many things. "Careful, careful..." Luo Qian directed them as they carried the crates into the medicine shop one by one. Du Lengning and Li Feier came over. "Old Luo, what's all this?"
Luo Qian smiled mysteriously. "Our secret weapon." Li Feier curled her lip. "Hmph. What secret weapon could a First-Rank Immortal like you have?" Luo Qian bristled. He spent a long moment leering at her chest and backside. "It's our secret weapon, not mine. As for mine... you're still too young. It wouldn't be appropriate to tell you."
The meaning behind his words went over Li Feier's head, but Du Lengning caught it and burst out laughing. "Old Luo, you're something else!" Li Feier knew he could not have said anything good, yet she could not work out what he meant and could hardly ask. Furious, she stamped her foot and ran off.
Luo Qian chuckled, delighted. Another success! In truth, he could tell Li Feier did not really look down on him. Otherwise, she would not have stayed at his side for so long. The little girl simply seemed unable to find any other way to get under his skin, so she kept mocking his strength. But Boss Luo was determined to become a merchant. What did strength matter? A gentleman used his tongue, not his fists. Using force on a woman was called rape, for heaven's sake.
Crack, crack, pop... Four bamboo poles as thick as children's arms held up long strings of bright-red firecrackers. Several dozen of Distant Hall's fellow disciples beat gongs and drums, while Du Lengning stood at