Chapter 104: Who Says a Scraper Can’t Get a Kill?
Chapter 104: Chapter 104: Who Says a Scraper Can’t Get a Kill?
"How could this be?"
"Who is it? Show yourself!"
Steward Zhu roared in fury. Someone was targeting him from the shadows.
He couldn’t sense the hidden person’s aura at all, which meant they were far stronger than him.
Uncle Li: ’You want me to come out just because you said so? How embarrassing would that be?’
The only response he received was the brilliant flash of Lu Wu’s sword.
Her previous attacks had been mere scratches. But now, with no Spiritual Power to protect his body, this strike was like death by a thousand cuts for Steward Zhu.
It was time to finish him while he was weak.
Lu Wu thoughtfully sent him on a one-way, all-expenses-paid trip to the Ghost Gate.
To prevent him from rising again, Lu Wu conjured a flame and burned the corpse to ash.
She snapped her fingers, and a small breeze blew.
The ashes drifted into the night on the wind, silent and unseen. All very eco-friendly.
"So cool!"
Lu Wu praised herself. This was her first real battle against an enemy, after all.
’Sure, I had a *teensy* bit of outside help, but I was the one who delivered the final blow.’
’Kill stealing? What kill stealing? That definitely didn’t happen.’
’Who says the one doing chip damage can’t get the final kill?’
After dealing with the enemy, Lu Wu went to the place where Qin Zhan was being held.
When she entered, she saw Qin Zhan with his back to her, emanating a gloomy aura.
"Master, why aren’t you here yet?"
"Am I not your most beloved little disciple anymore?"
"Without me, who’s going to inherit the fortune you’ve saved up for hundreds of years?"
’When did his master get so inefficient? Or was he planning on getting a new disciple?’
Lost in his own dramatic imagination, Qin Zhan didn’t notice Lu Wu standing behind him, listening to his complaints.
’So filial. Hilariously filial.’
"So, your master’s pet name for you is ’Little Bunny’?"
Lu Wu chimed in curiously.
She understood now. He had originally been calling for Heavenly Wind Taoist.
’She might as well change her name to "Miss Worked-For-Nothing."’
"Yeah, ’Bunny’ is my nickname."
His mouth moved faster than his brain. The moment the words left his lips, Qin Zhan spun around.
"Boss Lu, what are you doing here?"
Qin Zhan exclaimed, looking toward the doorway. "Where’s that Evil Cultivator?"
"You have to run! You can’t beat him."
I have to say, Qin Zhan was actually pretty considerate. Lu Wu was slightly touched, then pulled up the chat screen on her One World Communication.
"Weren’t you the one who called me to save you?"
Uh...
Finally realizing he’d sent the message to the wrong person, Qin Zhan tilted his head and stuck out his tongue.
"I didn’t mean to~"
Lu Wu’s response to this deliberate attempt at being cute was to whip out her small sword and jab it at him.
CRACK! The restriction broke.
Freed, Qin Zhan rolled his shoulders and flashed a sinister smile.
"Where’s that Evil Cultivator? I’m going to go have a ’chat’ with him."
’Boss Lu is here. I have to put on a good show.’
"Oh, him? He’s gone off to be a Flower Guardian."
"After all, ’though fallen to mud and crushed to dust, it turns to spring soil to better guard the flowers.’"
After this simple explanation, Qin Zhan stroked his chin.
"Should we wait and see if any other Evil Cultivators show up?"
Qin Zhan suggested, his back ramrod straight.
’My master didn’t show up, but an even more powerful Old Deng did. Maybe I should consider switching masters?’
"Fine."
Lu Wu, who was curious to see more, agreed.
So the two of them, along with two beasts, hid in the room, waiting foolishly.
They waited and waited until dawn.
No one came.
"COCK-A-DOODLE-DOO!"
The sound of a rooster crowing came from outside.
Lu Wu yawned, sporting two dark circles under her eyes.
"I think we can go back and catch up on sleep. What do you think?"
"I support that."
The pot shouldn’t call the kettle black.
Back in her small courtyard, she collapsed into bed and immediately fell asleep, thus missing out on all the excitement.
A crowd of customers was discussing it in the thread on One World Communication.
"I heard all the Evil Cultivators in Hong’an City were wiped out in one go."
"It’s true! City Lord Cang took action personally. Not a single one escaped."
"That Heaven and Earth Casino was the Evil Cultivators’ handiwork. It ruined so many people. Thank goodness for Boss Lu’s skewers—think of how many fallen women she saved!"
"What, don’t men deserve to be saved?"
"Hey, let’s not get into gender politics here."
"I knew it! Boss Lu wouldn’t set up her stall outside a casino for no reason. She must have known what was going on inside and was coordinating with City Lord Cang."
"Boss Lu’s background must be extraordinary."
"Want to get closer to Boss Lu? Want to taste more of her delicious food? Come on, join the Bun Sect! Let us shout our slogan together... In heaven and on earth, only our Bun Sect will last forever!"
"Hey, person above, post a link! I want to sign up."
And just like that, the topic went off the rails, and the Bun Sect grew stronger once more.
When Lu Wu woke up, it was already evening.
Lu Wu, who still had to run her stall that night, hastily prepared her ingredients and arrived at her spot just in the nick of time.
There were many customers, all exuding a kind of passion that Lu Wu couldn’t quite understand.
The only strange thing was that the red lanterns at the casino entrance were gone.
’Is the casino closed for business today?’
"Boss Lu, we know everything."
Hearing this, Lu Wu’s heart skipped a beat.
’Did they already find out that I reduced the variety of skewers because I was running out of time?’
’It’s really like a novel titled *My Customers Can Read Minds*.’
"Then... you’re not mad at me, are you?"
Lu Wu asked tentatively.
"Of course we’re not mad, Boss Lu! In fact, we should be thanking you."
The customers replied excitedly.
Boss Lu does great things, saving the fallen from fire and water. They couldn’t be more grateful, so how could they possibly blame her?
"Alright, then it’s a deal."
And so, with the chicken talking to the duck, the conversation ended smoothly. The Night Fragrance Skewers stall was open for business.
Those with good memories naturally noticed that many types of skewers were missing, but they didn’t say a word.
’Don’t ask.’
’Boss Lu must have her reasons for doing this.’
In the crowd, Qin Zhan was also waiting in line.
His One World Communication was buzzing. It was a message from his master, that Old Deng, tactfully reminding him to show some filial piety.
Turning off his One World Communication, Qin Zhan pondered the possibility of keeping the food all to himself.
The pot was steaming, the broth bubbling away. GURGLE, GURGLE.
Everyone was lining up in an orderly fashion. The customers at the front were holding bamboo skewers, eating the fragrant treats.
The skewers, soaked in broth, were a bit hot. Someone lowered their head to blow on them.
A springy, smooth fish ball was bitten open, revealing its tender white inside. The hot juice scalded someone’s lips, but they grimaced without daring to spit it out.
The emerald-green seaweed, carrying the unique savory flavor of the sea, was refreshingly crisp to chew.
The soft potatoes were always a favorite. Soft on the outside and tender on the inside, they underwent a magnificent transformation after absorbing the fragrant broth, becoming utterly irresistible.
Occasionally, someone eating from the pickled chili broth would choke, coughing with a flushed face, but their eyes would be shining brightly.
"Boss Lu, will you have a new flavor tomorrow?"
A customer, high on the delicious food, looked over with eyes full of expectation.
"I can."
Lu Wu nodded generously.
Listening to the praise her customers showered on her food, Lu Wu felt very relaxed.
"Tomato-flavored skewers are ready!"
The sweet and sour tomato flavor was beloved by many of the female customers.
They gathered together, eating delicious food and chatting about the latest rouge and powders released in the Green Origin Realm.
The men, on the other hand, were drinking wine with their skewers, chatting casually about anything and everything.
The lively, human atmosphere converged on this street. In the midst of it all, Lu Wu served her customers with a radiant smile.
’Fighting really isn’t for me. My path is the slice-of-life food genre. For the action-packed power fantasy, you’ll have to check the strong female lead channel.’
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