Girl's Intuition

Walking out of the cave, Pei Yong's miserable screams could still be heard.

"You! What are you going to do?"

"Are you kidding me! How could I possibly be interested in you? Wait! What's with that whip?!!"

"Ah!!!"

"How is this possible, how could I be having a reaction?"

"Gah! Please no!!!"

The sounds that followed could no longer be heard clearly.

Bingxuanzi silently walked a little further away, glancing back with a hint of sympathy.

"Isn't this a bit too ruthless of you?"

"Ruthless?"

Ye Shu smiled, looking up at the bright moon in the night sky with a brisk pace. "Why do I feel like he's actually enjoying it?"

"Enjoying it?"

Bingxuanzi froze in place. He imagined the scene inside the cave: four hulking muscle men and a pot-bellied man. The image was simply too beautiful to look at.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Ye Shu gradually became weird.

You could offend anyone but this guy.

Fortunately, the two of them were on the same side.

If they were enemies...

Bingxuanzi shivered all over and hurriedly chased after him.

"Assuming we can make it out alive, what do you plan to do with those girls?"

"I don't know..."

Ye Shu looked at the star-filled sky and shook his head.

Seeing him fall silent, Bingxuanzi also stopped talking.

The two of them disguised their forms once again and strode toward Black Rock City, heading in the direction of the bathhouse.

At the bathhouse, the young greeter saw Ye Shu and quickly came up to him. "How was it, Brother Pei? Were you satisfied with the people I found? They are the absolute best in the gay community!"

"Satisfied, extremely satisfied!"

Ye Shu laughed heartily, patted his shoulder, and took out a bag of spirit stones to hand to him. "This is to cover the whole night, and also, buy some new clothes for my girls."

The young greeter took the spirit stones, his eyes lighting up.

"No problem! Leave it to me."

Meanwhile, inside the private room.

After so much time had passed, the girls had long since finished washing up. At this moment, they were all dressed and sitting up straight, silently waiting for the director's arrival.

Xiao Qingli sat on a stool, looking at the large red marks on her arms and legs. She grimaced in pain, her little face scrunched up. "Sister Qingyuan, why were you so harsh? You scrubbed me so hard it hurts."

"That's just how scrubbing goes."

Qingyuan's eyes darted around, looking as if it were a matter of course. "Turning red means you're scrubbed clean. If it's not red, that's a bad thing."

"Is that so?" Xiao Qingli nodded in naive understanding.

Right at that moment, the bathroom door was pushed open.

Everyone's gaze uniformly gathered at the door, focusing on the pot-bellied middle-aged man and the black bag in his right hand.

Ye Shu swept his eyes over the crowd before him.

On their faces, there was incomprehension, doubt, and panic. But more than anything, there was a deep sense of submission and fear.

"Sister Yuan..."

Xiao Qingli suddenly tugged at Qingyuan's sleeve and whispered, "I feel like the director is different now. In the past, he would never let us come to a place like this to bathe. He would just find a random place with water and tell us to wash up. But now he actually let us come to such a nice place. Do you think it's possible that the director is actually no longer the original director?"

Qingyuan's expression changed.

Are children nowadays this sharp?

"H-how could that be?" she stammered, her eyes darting left and right. "I think he just wants to make the big shots of the Snakefolk tribe happy, which is why he had us washed so cleanly and fragrantly. After all, those big shots are different from the mercenaries in the city who just watch for fun. If they are even a little dissatisfied, heads will really roll!"

"Besides, if the people from the Holy City saw us like before, they would definitely think he was abusing his own kind and looking down on the Snakefolk, so that's why he..."

Qingyuan babbled on and on.

In short, she insisted that the director was still the same director, and he was just putting up a front.

"Is that so?"

Xiao Qingli nodded, seemingly understanding but still confused. Her large eyes with vertical pupils stared intently at the man, but she still felt that there was something different about the director.

As if to confirm Qingyuan's words.

The director standing at the door spoke.

He took out a batch of brand-new clothes from the black bag and threw them onto the ground, his tone cold and hard.

"Put these on. Don't embarrass me."

His gaze swept over the crowd, and an invisible pressure emanated from him, weighing heavily on everyone's heart. Every half-snake person he looked at lowered their head, including Qingyuan.

Except for... Xiao Qingli.

She blinked her big eyes, completely unafraid.

Ye Shu's eyes paused for a moment, then he forcefully shifted his gaze away and continued coldly, "Once we get to the Snakefolk tribe, if anyone dares to run their mouth and speak ill of me, you know the consequences."

As he said this, a copper-headed leather belt suddenly appeared in his hand. He whipped it fiercely in the air, producing a crisp cracking sound.

The girls trembled in fear.

Some of the more timid ones were already on the verge of tears.

Only then did Ye Shu nod in satisfaction and walk out of the room.

Seeing him leave, the girls immediately breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly scrambled to change into the new clothes.

"Sister Yuan, look! The new clothes are so pretty!"

Xiao Qingli quickly changed into her new clothes. Standing on the stool, she swayed left and right proudly. "It fits so well! It doesn't hang loosely on my body like the old ones, where I would trip after taking two steps. And there's so much fabric! It's not cut open with scissors around the legs, so it won't split open when I dance!"

She flicked her sleeves, and two flowing silk ribbons fluttered in the wind, making her look like a colorful butterfly.

Qingyuan also changed into her new clothes. She smiled but didn't say anything.

The other half-snake people changed into their new outfits. They looked at each other, then looked at themselves, their eyes full of wonder.

Were these really clothes that the director would choose?

This kind of fabric, every piece fit perfectly.

And they were all very proper dance dresses. There were no necklines plunging down to the navel, nor were there skirts slit all the way to the root of the thigh.

They stared blankly at themselves in the mirror.

The dresses only revealed a hint of their collarbones, yet they did not lose their stunning beauty. They suddenly realized... it seemed that they were also human beings...

"Are you done changing? If you are, get out here."

It wasn't until the man's impatient voice came from outside that the chattering girls in the room woke up as if from a dream. They quickly lifted their skirts, afraid of ruining their new clothes.

The last one to walk out was Xiao Qingli.

She walked up to Ye Shu and suddenly stopped.

Raising her head, she looked him up and down, and then timidly said, "Lord Director, are you... are you... are you a little bit dead?"

Qingyuan: "........."

Director: "........."

The girls: "........."