An internet café in another world

"Wait!" Su Qinghuang looked around. The giant python that had coiled around her had vanished, leaving her with a strange expression.

Was there a ghost?

Wen Xiancheng turned back and looked at Su Qinghuang in puzzlement.

Seeing Wen Xiancheng act as though none of this concerned him, Su Qinghuang's lips twitched.

What the hell, was this guy even a man?

A beauty like me always turns every head. Everyone loves me, and even flowers bloom at the sight of me!

Who would have thought I'd fall flat here!

She seriously doubted Wen Xiancheng's taste.

Yet this only piqued her interest further.

She refused to believe it.

With my beauty, how could I fail to conquer this penniless loser?

"Take me home, and I'll give you one high-grade spirit stone," Su Qinghuang said, her eyes darting as an idea struck her.

The men around them all shot murderous looks at Wen Xiancheng.

Heaven and earth were unjust!

They wanted to escort this beauty for free, but she wouldn't let them. Instead, she insisted on paying someone else to take her home!

And a whole high-grade spirit stone, at that!

What was she after?

Wen Xiancheng shook his head.

In truth, one high-grade spirit stone was a huge sum to him.

He was even somewhat tempted.

But he had something more important to attend to-his daily schedule.

He didn't want to spend too much time on unrelated matters.

Once he started breaking his schedule frequently, getting back into it would be difficult. It wasn't worth it.

An eerie silence fell over the crowd.

Everyone could scarcely believe their eyes.

He turned her down!

One high-grade spirit stone to escort a beauty like her home, and he actually turned her down!

This guy was destined to die alone!

Quite a few men nearly covered their faces and wept.

They almost dropped to their knees before Su Qinghuang and pleaded, "Beautiful lady, please, let me take you home! I don't want any money!"

Was this what people meant when they said something free wasn't as good as something you paid for?

And yet he still wouldn't give her the time of day!

Su Qinghuang's beautiful eyes nearly spat fire.

This penniless loser had gone too far!

She had scraped her knees raw just to stage a chance encounter with him.

And now, even when she offered him a high-grade spirit stone to take her home, he still refused!

Absolutely outrageous!

"Ten! I'll give you ten high-grade spirit stones if you take me home!" Su Qinghuang said through gritted teeth.

Gasps rose all around them.

Ten high-grade spirit stones?

Heavens!

Was this beauty going to throw herself into the bargain before she finally stopped?

Wen Xiancheng hesitated briefly, then nodded.

He had already concluded that the woman before him definitely wanted something from him.

Otherwise, there was no way she would offer ten high-grade spirit stones just for an escort home.

But he found it a little hard to resist.

Ten high-grade spirit stones were far too tempting.

Even if it meant facing danger, he had to give it a try.

Wen Xiancheng walked back and looked down at Su Qinghuang, who was sitting on the ground. "Let's go. I'll take you home."

Su Qinghuang pointed at her knees. "They're scraped raw!"

Wen Xiancheng considered this for a moment.

He had already learned a small portion of the basic treatments in the notebook belonging to Zhang Lu, the head of Iceheart Hall.

Stopping bleeding was one of them.

However, he wasn't very proficient yet.

This girl had spent ten high-grade spirit stones to have him escort her home. Trying it on her would at least give her something for her money.

Squatting in front of Su Qinghuang, Wen Xiancheng slowly set the spiritual energy in his meridians circulating.

A layer of green light flickered in and out of sight around the fingers of both his hands.

Wen Xiancheng shook his head.

According to the notebook, once he mastered it, this layer of green light would be rich and steady, like emerald green so lush it seemed ready to drip.

He clearly fell short.

He still needed diligent practice.

Holding his hands just above Su Qinghuang, Wen Xiancheng slowly moved them.

To everyone else, he was plainly stroking her.

The men around them wished they could kick Wen Xiancheng aside!

Su Qinghuang watched Wen Xiancheng with considerable surprise.

She had met some healers before and had wounds treated.

Especially when she was little, she had often fallen over.

Her parents had cherished her like a treasure in their palms and practically kept a family physician on standby to treat her.

Although she had no interest in Healing Arts, she had seen enough to distinguish good techniques from bad.

The man before her was clearly a novice!

Yet his Healing Arts seemed somewhat different.

The treatment was actually surprisingly effective!

Before long, the scraped skin on her knees began to feel numb and itchy.

That was clearly a sign that the wounds were healing.

This man wasn't just some complete loser, as Xu Junfeng and Gao Shiqi had claimed!

Su Qinghuang asked tentatively, "Which master taught you these Healing Arts?"

Wen Xiancheng raised his head and glanced at Su Qinghuang. "I can't disclose that."

"You!" Su Qinghuang choked with anger.

This man really was going to infuriate her to death!

"I'm giving you ten high-grade spirit stones. Can't I even make a little small talk?" Su Qinghuang refused to give up.

Wen Xiancheng said, "Your ten high-grade spirit stones only pay for me to take you home. Treating you is an extra service. Making conversation isn't an obligation."

Su Qinghuang nodded, silently seething.

Well done!

Well done!

Sooner or later, I'll teach you a lesson for putting on such airs!

Then you'll be begging to talk to me!

It took nearly five minutes for a thick scab to form over the wounds on both of Su Qinghuang's knees.

Wen Xiancheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a long breath. "Done."

Su Qinghuang held out her arms. "Carry me home!"

Wen Xiancheng refused without hesitation.

A strange girl he had only just met wanted him to carry her home. No matter how he looked at it, something seemed off.

Su Qinghuang's dark brows shot up in anger. She sprang to her feet, took ten high-grade spirit stones from her Storage Ring, tossed them to Wen Xiancheng, and walked off.

Wen Xiancheng followed.

The two walked a long way, one behind the other, before stopping outside an internet café.

The corners of Su Qinghuang's lips lifted slightly. "I'm going to play here for a while. I've already paid you ten high-grade spirit stones, so you should stay with me. No problem, right?"

Wen Xiancheng said, "I suppose there's no problem."

"Good, then. Let's go in!" Su Qinghuang said smugly.

This was Wen Xiancheng's first time entering an internet café in this world since transmigrating.

With that consciousness gone, he had no memories relating to it, either.

The only thing he could tell was that this was an upscale internet café.

Although it had computers set up just like those in his previous world, it was clearly different.

Every computer in this internet café was actually housed in a separate room.

Su Qinghuang handed over her ID card. "A room for two."

The internet café attendant took Su Qinghuang's ID card and swiped it. The attendant's expression changed abruptly.

Looking at Su Qinghuang with a fawning smile, the internet café attendant said, "Miss Su, room 201. A room for two."

Wen Xiancheng looked curiously at the ID card the internet café attendant handed back. He only caught the surname "Su" before Su Qinghuang took it and teased, "Want to look? Just tell me who taught you your Healing Arts."

Wen Xiancheng chuckled and looked away.

Su Qinghuang gave a soft huff and headed toward the stairs to the second floor. "Let's go!"

(End of chapter)