A Hopeless Flirt

Huang Tieyi had been waiting outside the Offering Hall. When Qian Xunji was carried out, Huang noticed that he kept staring at the Angel God Statue and paid no attention to him.

As a man, Huang Tieyi knew exactly what it meant when a man pitched a tent. He had cared for the unconscious Qian Xunji for fifteen days and had naturally noticed a certain change beneath his clothes. That should have been impossible for an unconscious man, unless...

Now, seeing Qian Xunji stare at the Angel God Statue, Huang Tieyi felt his suspicions confirmed. He resolved to do something before the consequences became irreversible.

Huang Tieyi was walking down the street, about to enter a shop, when Jin Xiaoyu and Xiong An'an blocked his way.

"A Yi, you came back and didn't think to pay your respects to your big sister?" Jin Xiaoyu, Golden Crocodile Douluo's great-granddaughter, said with a leering grin.

"Exactly. You didn't think to pay your respects to the boss the moment you got back?" Xiong An'an, Mighty Lion Douluo's great-granddaughter, said around the lollipop in her mouth, chin raised.

Huang Tieyi looked at them and felt a headache coming on. People said three women made a whole play, but these two alone could put on several, with both talk and fighting.

Jin Xiaoyu was a bold, filthy-minded, violent girl. Every good-looking Soul Master in Spirit Hall without a powerful background had suffered at her hands. If she had merely wanted to enjoy a little passion herself, or even just some foreplay, that would have been one thing. But with married Soul Masters, she invited them to perform a live bedroom scene before her, calling it "study." With unmarried ones, she took them to brothels and instructed them on lovemaking in person, calling it "learning through practice."

Xiong An'an was simply a violent girl who thought she was cool and tough. When she struck, she struck hard. Breaking someone's arms or legs was nothing unusual for her; worst of all, she liked to castrate people by force. A saying circulated among Evil Soul Masters: fear not the angel's light, but the Lion King's flying kick.

"Ladies, I only just got back. I'm not in the best state of mind, so how could I come pay my respects?" Huang Tieyi said with a wry smile, raising his hands.

"Oh, not in the best state of mind? Then why are you out shopping? And heading into a women's clothing store, no less. Were you planning to buy us presents?" Jin Xiaoyu asked, mischief glinting in her eyes.

"Of course. I was just thinking of buying presents for you both." Faced with these two violent maniacs, Huang Tieyi had no desire to resist. He could only play along.

"Wonderful! Since we've run into you, we'll pick them out ourselves." Xiong An'an grabbed Huang Tieyi and dragged him into the store.

The first place Jin Xiaoyu and Xiong An'an dragged Huang Tieyi was the lingerie section. Neither young woman showed the slightest embarrassment at having him there. They picked out provocative lingerie and nightgowns, discussing how easily each piece could be taken off.

Listening to them, Huang Tieyi felt feverish and parched. He hurriedly took some water from his Space Ring and gulped it down. Ladies, you two hooligans, could you watch where you are? I'm still here! Do you have to discuss the moves, too?

Huang Tieyi wished he could crawl into a crack in the floor, but he had pitched a tent himself and worried it would get stuck.

Jin Xiaoyu and Xiong An'an saw that Huang Tieyi's face had turned as red as a boiled crab and finally stopped talking. Their hands, however, kept picking out provocative lingerie and nightgowns. Once they were done with those, they moved on to outerwear.

By the time they finished, they had each chosen three sets of innerwear and outerwear. Robbed by the two violent maniacs, Huang Tieyi obediently paid.

"A Yi, we'll head back first. If you get lonely tonight, remember to come find us!" Jin Xiaoyu said, giving him a wandering squeeze. Not to be outdone, Xiong An'an squeezed him too before the two left with wicked grins.

Huang Tieyi watched them go, then returned to the women's clothing store. This time, he stood before the everyday clothes, looking and looking again, choosing and reconsidering. He settled on a dress with a scarf, then a combat outfit with another scarf.

Bibi Dong looked in puzzlement at Huang Tieyi, who stood there carrying clothes. "A Yi, it's getting late. Did you need something?"

"Nothing much. I bought you two outfits. I hope you'll try them on," Huang Tieyi said, a little embarrassed.

"Oh. All right." Bibi Dong had feelings for Huang Tieyi too, and she was delighted that he had bought her clothes.

Huang Tieyi entered Bibi Dong's sitting room and handed her the clothes.

Bibi Dong went into the bedroom with a spring in her step. Before long, she came out wearing the dress, with the scarf wrapped around her neck.

"A Yi, do I look good?" Bibi Dong twirled in front of him, her cheeks slightly flushed.

"Hold still. Let me look." Huang Tieyi studied Bibi Dong carefully from the front and the side, then nodded. "Try the other outfit."

Bibi Dong soon emerged from the bedroom in the combat outfit and its matching scarf.

Huang Tieyi again paid particular attention to her face, then said earnestly, "Saintess, I suggest cutting your hair short. It would make you look sharper. And if you could put on a little weight in your face, it would look softer and rounder."

"A Yi, if that's what you like, I'll do my best," Bibi Dong said with an earnest nod.

At her words, Huang Tieyi stepped in front of her and gently stroked her hair.

Huang Tieyi returned to his room and found Huang Batian sitting there with a dark expression.

"You brat! Do you think the Saintess is someone you can pursue?" Huang Batian scolded. "Just because His Holiness plans to make you the Holy Son doesn't mean you can harbor improper thoughts about her."

"Grandpa, a fair lady is what every gentleman seeks," Huang Tieyi said calmly.

"Hmph. You're interested in the Saintess, yet you're still entangled with Jin Xiaoyu and Xiong An'an. What are you trying to do?" Huang Batian demanded, his gaze sharp.

"I want them all, of course!" Huang Tieyi said with a straight face. "Our family has reached such a high position. It's time to think about putting out branches and leaves and making it flourish!"

"Hah. I think your heart's sprouting weeds. Be careful you don't play with fire and burn yourself." Huang Batian sneered. "Don't say I didn't warn you when you wear yourself out."

"Don't worry, Grandpa. I know what I'm doing," Huang Tieyi said with a smile.

Huang Batian rose, flicked his sleeves, and left Huang Tieyi's room with his hands behind his back. The moment he stepped outside, he began humming a cheerful tune.

Huang Tieyi sat there with a headache. He did not know whether Bibi Dong would truly take his advice. He hoped she would change; otherwise, he would become a victim of the plot...