Chapter 130: A Barrage of Flirtatious Words

A stunning beauty stood with an umbrella in hand.

A peerless woman, one to make fish sink and birds fall from the sky.

It seemed any word used to describe beauty was not too much for her.

With a subtle purse of her lips, every smile and frown made the hearts of all around her race.

Such breathtaking beauty had transcended the boundaries of gender—even the girls couldn’t help but feel their hearts flutter a little.

“Ah!!!”

“Ah ah!!!”

“Ah ah ah!!!”

“The groundhog squad in the front row, quiet down, will you ##”

“Amazing! A sect manager in the Immortal Realm actually allowed members to scream in shock—is this the collapse of morals, or the distortion of humanity? Tune in tomorrow to the Xueyan Pavilion’s livestream for the truth. Don’t miss it!”

“Didn’t they say you can’t take screenshots in this game? (Ababa)”

“Big Sister, it’s really the Big Sister (covers nosebleed)”

“Ehehe, Boss Xiaoyan, hehe (vacant stare)”

“The one upstairs has lost it, someone drag them out already”

“I’ve drifted through half my life and still haven’t married, only because I hadn’t met you yet.”

[Member was naturally muted by Group Owner Mu Qingxue for one month]

“The boss is here!”

“Haha, whose unlucky fool is this, got guts to flirt with Boss Xiaoyan?”

“I admit, our boss is pretty too, but not as charming as Boss Xiaoyan.”

“Great minds think alike (shakes hands)”

“Quietly takes off Mu Qingxue’s tag, puts on Chen Xiaoyan’s. From now on, I’m Boss Xiaoyan’s loyal dog!!!”

“May I ask, who is this brave soul?”

“Wow, is there no one you care about left in the Xueyan Pavilion?”

“Is your head made of iron? So stubborn—careful the boss lurking in the chat gives you a hard time.”

Mu Qingxue: “Meet at 10 a.m. tomorrow in the park on the outskirts of Zhongzhou City. Travel expenses will be reimbursed.”

Mu Qingxue: “The Sect Uniforms for the game have already been prepared for everyone. You must wear your own sect’s attire to attend the gathering.”

“What if I’m busy tomorrow?”

“I want to go too, but work won’t let me.”

“What? There are actually people who work in real life? No way, no way—can the Xueyan Pavilion’s pay not satisfy you?”

“I’m from another sect, though.”

“Ah, well… that’s fine then.”

“Damn, this is a party organized by the boss herself! The Mu family’s young lady’s gathering—how could it be anything less? You can skip a day of work. If you don’t come, it’s your loss.”

“Eheh, in the future when job-hunting in Zhongzhou, you can just add a note to your resume: ‘Invited to a gathering by the Mu family’s young lady.’ That’ll open doors for sure.”

“Genius, bro.”

“Does that mean we’ll be part of high society from now on?”

“For sure, we’re upper class.”

***

Chen Xiaoyan’s selfie caused quite a stir in the group.

And not just within the group—outside, too.

At midnight, she unleashed her ‘poison’ with a selfie.

Mu Qingxue, Chongchong, as well as Hongchen Rumeng, Old Dream, Light Green Mist, and the others all sent their friendly greetings.

And then there was Zhao Longjun.

My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven’s: Bro?

Chen Xiaoyan: What is it?

My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven’s: Bro??

My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven’s: Bro???

Chen Xiaoyan: What’s wrong with you?

My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven’s: (screenshot) Are you really my bro?

Chen Xiaoyan: Never seen crossdressing before?

At this moment, Chen Xiaoyan was a bit panicked.

She posted in the group because she wanted to come clean with Zhao Longjun, so tomorrow wouldn’t be too awkward.

But she was really worried Zhao Longjun would look down on her because of this.

My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven’s: Don’t change the subject, answer me quick.

Chen Xiaoyan: Yes, what’s your problem?

My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven’s: Good.

Bros should be honest—be my girlfriend.

Chen Xiaoyan: Scram!!!

My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven’s: Seriously, you’re wasted as a man.

Chen Xiaoyan: Blacklist warning.

My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven’s: Don’t, just kidding! Take it easy, let’s talk business. What’s up?

Chen Xiaoyan: Tomorrow’s gathering, are you coming or not?

My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven’s: Of course I’m coming.

Chen Xiaoyan: Ahem, you know, Mu Qingxue thinks I’m a girl, so I can’t show up as a guy.

My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven’s: So you’re crossdressing?

Chen Xiaoyan: Yeah, yeah, I was forced into it. It’s not like I’m a real pervert.

My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven’s: You’re not a pervert?

Chen Xiaoyan: Huh? You’re the pervert, your whole family’s perverts.

My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven’s: Haha, got you flustered.

Chen Xiaoyan: Damn, talking to a shut-in like you is gonna kill me. Not chatting anymore, goodbye.

My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven’s: Hey, wait, Yan! Seriously, my heart’s racing now. Want to consider me? (begging)

Chen Xiaoyan: Get lost. Even if every woman on earth died, I still wouldn’t go for a guy.

My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven’s: What a pity. One last question—what did you stuff in your chest?

My Fate Is Mine, Not Heaven’s: C’mon, tell me! (resent)

(You are not friends with Chen Xiaoyan, message could not be sent)

Zhao Longjun was stunned. Did she really block him?

Sigh, can’t even joke anymore.

He couldn’t help but open his photo album, click on the selfie he’d saved from the sect group, and admire it again and again.

Baidu: My bro is too beautiful and I can’t help myself, what do I do?

Waiting for answers, urgent.

How was he supposed to go on living like this?

***

After blocking Zhao Longjun, Chen Xiaoyan quickly replied to Light Green Mist and Old Dream of the Mortal Dust, the two Bosses.

As for that guy, let him cool off in the little black room for a few days.

Even though Zhao Longjun hadn’t changed at all and she was happy, the guy just talked too much.

He had to calm down.

Light Green Mist and Old Dream of the Mortal Dust were the former Bosses of Monster Village and later joined the Xueyan Pavilion.

She replied with a few perfunctory messages, then opened Chongchong’s chat window.

Chongchong: Boss, send me two pics without clothes on (red packet).

Chen Xiaoyan: Cheeky?

Chongchong: Not joking, I’m serious.

Chen Xiaoyan: Go to bed, it’s almost one.

Chongchong: No way, I can’t sleep already, and your selfie made it worse.

Chen Xiaoyan: I bet someone’s gonna have panda eyes tomorrow.

Chen Xiaoyan: Ah, panda eyes? That’s too ugly. Who is it?

Chen Xiaoyan: Who else? Just a cute little night owl.

Chongchong: Xiaoyan-jie’s split personality is amazing (applause).

Chen Xiaoyan: So, not going to sleep yet?

Chongchong: Hmph, I’m not afraid of dark circles! If you want me to sleep, just send me another selfie (give me one too.jpg).

Chen Xiaoyan: There’s only one in the group.

Chongchong: Who’d believe that? How can a girl have only one selfie?

Chen Xiaoyan: Have you considered, maybe I’m not a girl?

Chongchong: Ah!!! Xiaoyan-jie, you just don’t want to send one.

Chen Xiaoyan: Really, there’s only one.

Chongchong: Sigh, such a long night, and only loneliness for company.

Chongchong: The stars twinkle in the sky, I made a wish, hoping I could sleep without a care. But alas, heaven wouldn’t grant it.

In the darkness, I weep. Is such a small wish really too much?

Heaven didn’t answer, but tossed me a single photo.

The photo is incomplete, imperfect.

Only by collecting five can I make it whole.

So, Xiaoyan-jie, will you help me fulfill this wish?

When did this girl learn to talk like that?