Chapter 9: How About Sleeping Together?

"I haven't even used my True Qi yet, and it already has such power? If I were to really teach this guy a lesson, wouldn't I be able to send him flying with a single slap? It seems I've truly become an expert; from now on, I am no longer the Zhou Lang who was bullied by everyone."

This took not only Brother Xiaohu and The Ponytail Girl by surprise, but even Zhou Lang himself was startled.

"You dare hit my people? Liuzi, stab him for me!"

Brother Xiaohu, that guy, still didn't know when to quit. After a moment of hesitation, he began inciting another one of his subordinates to attack Zhou Lang.

If it were any other gangster with a shred of reverence, they might have immediately begged Zhou Lang for mercy. However, because he relied on the influence of his uncle, Duan Wei, he had grown accustomed to being arrogant in Feiyun City and looked down on everyone.

Little did he know that even if there were a hundred people like "Liuzi," they would be no match for Zhou Lang. Because Zhou Lang was a Cultivator at the Qi Refining Stage, he was simply not from the same world as them. For Zhou Lang to defeat trash like them was easier than crushing an ant.

"Brother Hu…"

Even if the other non-mainstream youth, "Liuzi," was foolish, he still knew that Zhou Lang was an expert who was difficult to deal with. Thus, he hesitated and stood his ground, not daring to make a move. He certainly didn't want to end up like "Gangzi," being knocked unconscious instantly.

"F***, is my word no longer good enough for you?" Brother Xiaohu flew into a rage.

A gleaming dagger appeared in "Liuzi's" hand. Constrained by Brother Xiaohu's intimidation, he mustered the courage and rushed toward Zhou Lang.

The Fist Technique he had learned during the day flashed through Zhou Lang's mind one by one.

To avoid being too shocking, he used an empty-handed disarming technique and snatched the dagger from "Liuzi" like lightning. With a crisp 'crack,' "Liuzi's" wrist was dislocated. The guy let out a howl, crouched on the ground, and broke into a cold sweat while clutching his hand.

"Useless trash." Brother Xiaohu cursed "Liuzi" in frustration. He grabbed a machete from the corner of the cabin and held it against The Ponytail Girl's neck, roaring, "Don't you come any closer, or I'll kill her!"

This took Zhou Lang by surprise. He was, after all, just a student with no experience in handling such situations, and in a moment of carelessness, The Ponytail Girl had become Brother Xiaohu's hostage.

"What are you still standing there for? Throw the dagger to 'Liuzi' and use the rope to tie yourself up. Otherwise, I'll kill her with one slash. Don't even think about grabbing Liuzi as a hostage; if you move, I'll kill her!" Brother Xiaohu pressed the machete tighter against The Ponytail Girl's neck, shouted at Zhou Lang, and pointed to a rope not far from him.

"Don't do anything rash," Zhou Lang said hurriedly.

"Then be obedient." Brother Xiaohu sneered, "You're trying to fight me? You're still too green."

"I'll listen to you, just don't hurt her," Zhou Lang said helplessly. He threw the snatched dagger beside "Liuzi" and walked over to pick up the rope.

The Ponytail Girl closed her eyes slightly, tears welling up. She had thought Zhou Lang could save her, but she hadn't expected that they would still be outsmarted by Brother Xiaohu.

Watching Zhou Lang obediently submit, a triumphant smile appeared on Brother Xiaohu's face. Later, he wouldn't just toy with The Ponytail Girl; he would also toy with Zhou Lang to death.

But his smile froze in an instant. The rope in Zhou Lang's hand suddenly shot out like a flying snake, silently wrapping around the handle of the machete.

Before he could react, Zhou Lang applied force, and the machete in his hand flew away, landing in Zhou Lang's grip.

"This…"

In the moment he was flustered, Zhou Lang took a running start, leaped into the air, and delivered a kick.

The result was predictable: Brother Xiaohu was kicked flying, slammed into the cabin wall, and passed out. As for that "Liuzi," he was terrified; enduring the intense pain of his dislocated wrist, he ran out of the cabin, jumped into the water with a splash, and fled.

Zhou Lang didn't bother with "Liuzi." He crouched down and twirled the machete in his hand, slicing through all the ropes on The Ponytail Girl's hands, leaving her skin completely unharmed.

"Can you walk?" Zhou Lang asked The Ponytail Girl in a gentle voice.

"You… how did you save me?" The Ponytail Girl opened her eyes, hardly believing that Zhou Lang could still save her under these circumstances. She had drunk quite a bit at The Bar, but since being captured, the alcohol had worn off.

"Let's get out of here first," Zhou Lang said.

"Thank you for saving me."

The Ponytail Girl paused for a moment and stood up from the ground, but before she had taken two steps, her legs went weak, and she was about to fall.

Zhou Lang quickly steadied The Ponytail Girl.

"My feet have gone numb from being tied up. Carry me," The Ponytail Girl said. She was quite direct in her speech, completely devoid of the shyness typical of most girls.

Zhou Lang scooped The Ponytail Girl up in his arms.

The Ponytail Girl didn't avoid suspicion at all; she proactively hooked her arms around his neck, and the two looked just like the most intimate of lovers.

The girl was wearing thin summer clothes. As Zhou Lang held her waist, it felt incredibly soft and smooth, causing his heart to flutter. The tips of her ponytail brushed against his face, and he caught a pleasant, faint fragrance. It didn't seem like the scent of perfume, but rather the natural scent of a girl, which was even more intoxicating.

Back on the shore, The Ponytail Girl was already able to walk.

Zhou Lang found the bicycle he had ridden and asked The Ponytail Girl, "Where do you live? I'll take you back."

"I have nowhere to go. Can I go with you?" The Ponytail Girl said somewhat embarrassedly, "All my money was taken by the two people who captured me; they only left my ID."

"My name is Zhou Lang, and I'm a third-year student at the Medical School of Dianxi University. I live in the school dormitory, and our school has strict management, so I can't take you in," Zhou Lang thought for a moment and explained.

"My name is Zhao Xiaorou. I'm an orphan and unemployed. You can call me Xiaorou," The Ponytail Girl said. "If I can't go to your dormitory, you can take me to a hotel or a guesthouse to get a room."

"Are all girls nowadays this open?" Zhou Lang was shocked, but seeing The Ponytail Girl's pure face, he dismissed the thought.

Afterward, Zhou Lang gave Zhao Xiaorou a ride and rented a single room at a guesthouse outside the school.

Nowadays, many university students have boyfriends or girlfriends, and this kind of guesthouse thrived on business from Dianxi University.

A single room cost one hundred yuan. The hygiene was decent, and it had a private bathroom. However, when paying, Zhou Lang's heart was bleeding. He only had eight hundred yuan in total; if Zhao Xiaorou stayed here for a few days, he probably wouldn't even have money for food.

"Xiaorou, get some good rest here. I'll be leaving now," Zhou Lang said after sending Zhao Xiaorou into the room.

"You… can you not leave? I'm a little scared," Zhao Xiaorou said.

"Alright, then I'll sleep on the floor." Since the girl didn't mind, he had no choice but to agree. Besides, Zhao Xiaorou had indeed been terrified today, and he didn't have the heart to leave such a beautiful girl alone here.

"How could I let you sleep on the floor? How about we sleep together?" Zhao Xiaorou said.

Zhou Lang was petrified on the spot, and a moment later, he almost had a nosebleed.