Let's Squander A Billion First!-Chapter 516 - Difficult to be a Hostage (11)

Chapter 516 -516 Difficult to be a Hostage (11)

Chapter 516 -516 Difficult to be a Hostage (11)

On the outskirts of the city, the City God Temple.

Honestly, Chuzheng couldn’t really tell this was a temple.

Outside, wild grass and various noises almost reached the top of the wall.

Only a vague outline could still be discerned.

Chuzheng was sitting on the city wall right now, looking inside.

Inside the dilapidated temple.

A man squatted in the center, holding a sword, the blade pointed right at the throat of someone lying on the ground.

From some distance, Chuzheng couldn’t make out the expression of the person on the ground.

The fire in the ruined temple burned, making cracking and popping sounds.

The shadows of the two people were cast beside them, swaying with the flames.

Chuzheng: I think he’s fine; where does he need rescuing?

[Little Miss, no matter what it is, you can’t just look at the surface, you have to see the essence through the surface.]

Chuzheng: Are you saying I should dissect him? That… doesn’t sound very appropriate.

[…] No! That’s not what I meant! Little Miss, you know it’s not appropriate and still can be saved.

Chuzheng: I haven’t seriously studied it, if I don’t dissect well, it could really affect my image.

[???]

[!!!]

I thought Little Miss could still be saved.

I was naive.

How did she interpret seeing the essence through the surface as anatomy?!

The King’s Account exploded in place from anger.

While Chuzheng and the King’s Account were arguing about whether seeing the essence through the surface meant anatomy, an anomaly suddenly occurred inside the dilapidated temple.

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The person lying on the ground suddenly threw a pinch of powder-like substance at the man.

The sword in the man’s hand lost accuracy and stabbed into the person’s shoulder.

The person on the ground quickly leaped up, ignoring the wound on his body, and attacked the man.

Probably because the powder affected him, the man didn’t even dodge.

[Little Miss go on, what are you waiting for?] Now if not ever! The time has come for a hero to save the damsel!

Chuzheng: How come the Good Person Card is so weak?

A mature Good Person Card should learn to save itself!

[Little Miss, the Good Person Card is not weak; what does this have to do with you? Do you need to rescue him? It’s normal for him to be weak!]

Chuzheng: I can… make his situation a bit more miserable and then rescue him.

[…]

Sorry for the interruption.

–

The powder was unknown, but the man was clearly outmatched, his body swaying more and more.

Just then, two burly men rushed into the temple from outside.

Seeing the situation inside the temple, they said nothing, picked up weapons and surrounded the man.

Fighting one against three, the man was quickly kicked to the ground, motionless, probably having fainted.

“Damn it, this bastard chased me all damn night.”

The first ruffian in the temple the man had tried to kill kicked the man, cursing non-stop.

“Is your business done?” Ruffian number two.

“No, this kid interrupted me,” said ruffian number one. “Don’t know where he sprung from; I almost got done in by him earlier.”

“Kill him and let’s get out of here,” urged ruffian number three, who was on lookout outside.

Ruffian number one stepped forward and turned the man over with his foot.

“This delicate and tender one, what a waste to kill him, which is why we should sell him off,” ruffian number one said viciously.

“You can tell this one is from a wealthy household, better to avoid trouble and not make things complicated,” ruffian number two advised.

“Who asked him to be a busybody; he deserves it,” ruffian number one wouldn’t listen. “Looking so elegant and handsome, it’d be a waste to kill him. Let’s sell him to Pouring Red Building.”

The other ruffians were unable to dissuade him, so in the end, ruffian number one, shouldered the man and took him away.

The man hadn’t completely fainted.

He was carried on ruffian number one’s shoulder.

His abdomen pressed against ruffian number one’s shoulder, causing great discomfort.

Amidst the unsteady rocking, he vaguely saw a person sitting on the wall of the temple.

That person was looking this way, as if what was happening here had nothing to do with them at all.

Exiting the temple, the man struggled to look in that direction.

The empty wall was covered only with swaying wild grass.

No human figure was to be seen.

It was as if he had been seeing things.

–

Chuzheng watched as those burly men sold a man into a brothel called Pouring Red Building.

It was the largest brothel in the Imperial City, taking in both men and women.

And trafficking in human lives, in these times, secret deals were very common; it was nothing unusual.

Chuzheng, disguised as a man, boldly entered.

This Pouring Red Building was unlike other brothels with their vulgar decorations; it exuded elegance from all corners, instantly elevating its class.

No sooner had Chuzheng entered than a flock of flirtatious women surrounded her.

The night was enchanting, and the women of the brothel even more so… overwhelming Chuzheng till her head ached.

She saw only women baring arms and legs to attract male patrons; she did not see any hint of men serving clients.

However, in this era, such a thing would definitely not be out in the open.

Chuzheng found it somewhat difficult to find someone at this moment.

Maybe… she should just go back to sleep.

After all, the Good Person Card probably wouldn’t die in a short while.

[Little lady, I asked you to save someone just now, and you didn’t. Now look what’s happened!]

Chuzheng: There were so many people just now.

The poor, weak, and helpless can’t fight them.

[…] Bullshit!

The King’s Account really wanted to smack these words onto Chuzheng’s face.

But it was a System with quality, and couldn’t do such a thing.

Chuzheng also felt that she couldn’t do this next time.

Next time, she should leave immediately, pretending she hadn’t seen anything.

What’s a Good Person Card?

Is it more important than her sleep?

Rushing out in the middle of the night to find a Good Person Card!

Bastards are just sick!

[…]

[Main quest: Please spend ten thousand taels within two hours.] Sending a mission to calm things down.

Chuzheng: “…”

Chuzheng dodged the flirtatious women and signaled to the gaudily dressed madam.

Waving her fan, the madam disbursed the women and approached with a sycophantic smile: “This young master looks unfamiliar; is it your first visit?”

Chuzheng remained silent, looking at her coolly.

The madam chuckled: “First visit’s no issue, get familiar on repeated visits, eh? What kind of girl does the young master like? I’ll arrange it right away.”

“I don’t like girls,” Chuzheng said.

The madam gave her a meaningful look: “That’s easy to handle; our building is not only famous for our girls, but our young male entertainers are also exceptional.”

Some people favor that kind of company.

In business, one must cater to all needs.

So, for the madam, it was nothing strange for men to seek pleasure with other men.

“It’s just that the price…”

Chuzheng produced a silver note.

Seeing it, the madam instantly became more ingratiating: “The young master, please come upstairs.”

The madam led Chuzheng up to the third floor.

The third floor was quieter than below, and there were even guards.

Corridors were draped with sheer curtains, from underneath which only vague outlines could be seen.

“Young master, this way, please.”

The madam ushered Chuzheng into a room.

“What type does the young master prefer?”

Chuzheng flipped her robe, sitting down with a cool and dashing motion, like a boss placing a silver note on the table: “Bring them all out for me to see.”

“Alright, please wait a moment.”

The madam, eyes wide at the sight of money, immediately had someone call the boys over.

The scantily clad men filed in.

Tall and handsome, delicate and charming, sunny and rugged… a complete array of types was available.

Some of these men dared to meet her eyes, while others reluctantly kept their gazes on the ground.

“Young master, please take a look.” The madam prodded the one hanging his head: “Who do you prefer? These are all top-notch from our building…”

Chuzheng cut her off: “Are there any others?”

*

Big guy number one: The director won’t let me kill; no helping it, it’s all for the plot.