"The scissors have gone blunt?"
"Then switch to clippers! It's all getting cut short anyway, so do whatever's easiest." Chen Jue smiled faintly at this, recalling how he had blunted a pair of cheap nail clippers while trimming his nails during his cultivation in Gongshan.
His constitution attribute was even higher now, so the hair growing on his head was naturally no longer ordinary human hair.
Picking up a strand the barber had cut off, Chen Jue gave it a gentle tug. He found that, though thick and soft, his hair possessed an extraordinary toughness, like nylon fishing line. No wonder it had blunted the barber's scissors.
Besides, barbers' scissors generally weren't cheap. Better ones cost thousands or even tens of thousands of yuan, and had to be wiped clean and put back into their leather cases after every haircut.
Just as skilled chefs all had a set of expensive kitchen tools that suited their hands, these were treasures they couldn't bear to abuse.
After switching to clippers, the middle-aged barber soon finished cutting Chen Jue's hair.
Once he was done, the middle-aged barber examined his work closely and found that Chen Jue's scalp was exceptionally clean, with a delicate, healthy pink color, unlike the bluish scalp most ordinary people had.
Not only that, he couldn't find even a single flake of dandruff on Chen Jue's scalp, and a swipe revealed not a trace of grease or grime. The middle-aged barber couldn't help praising him repeatedly. "Master! Your scalp is so healthy, and your hair is excellent too. You don't even need a wash after a haircut. Let me blow it off for you."
As he spoke, the barber picked up a hair dryer and blew the loose clippings off Chen Jue's head.
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