Dog Strategist

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Lu Benwei laughed inwardly.

He firmly believed that this two-pronged approach would surely work wonders.

Before long.

Dugu Yunyao approached, her fair long legs striding as she swayed her willowy waist and peach-like curvaceous hips.

Howie, the dog, shouted excitedly: "Target spotted! Quick, bring on the special effects!"

Upon hearing this, the Spirit King quickly waved his hand.

A small tornado suddenly rose from the ground, precisely swirling around Lu Benwei.

This little tornado made Lu Benwei’s robes billow, causing his black cape to flap and rustle in the wind.

Dugu Yunyao happened to reach the corner.

Just as she was about to run right into Lu Benwei, with only a foot between them.

Dugu Yunyao abruptly stopped, her agile body reacting instantly, and she swiftly stepped back two paces.

She recognized the person at the corner was Lu Benwei, immediately furrowing her brows and assuming a defensive stance.

Seeing that she hadn't crashed into his arms, Lu Benwei quickly changed tactics.

He spoke with deep affection: "Miss Dugu, among countless lives in the world, fate has brought us together here of all places. This can't be chalked up to mere coincidence. This is a bond bestowed by the heavens, and we should cherish it well. So, can I hug you, in the name of fate?"

"Get lost!"

Dugu Yunyao spat out the words with a dark expression.

She completely ignored this frivolous Lu Benwei and simply tried to walk around him.

Without a word, Lu Benwei stepped forward to block her path.

He was determined to employ the fearless spirit of shameless persistence.

"Miss, the road ahead is long and winding, and I shall journey with you wherever you go. Companionship is the truest form of affection."

Seeing her path blocked and hearing Lu Benwei’s disgustingly sweet talk.

Dugu Yunyao was truly furious, her entire body breaking out in goosebumps.

It was a visceral disgust, like an unbearable clash of heat and cold.

"You lecher, stay away from me! If you follow me again, I'll make you regret it!"

With that, Dugu Yunyao directly drew her sword, placing it against Lu Benwei’s neck.

"Love, what is it in this world? That makes us pledge life and death... Love arises without reason and only grows deeper; love ends without warning, and only fades away..."

As he spoke, Lu Benwei extended two fingers, gently pushing the sword aside.

"Miss, how could you bear to harm a handsome man wholly devoted to you?"

"We all have a heart for beauty; my admiration is beyond my control. How does my devotion make me a lecher in your eyes?"

Lu Benwei spoke with righteousness, his tone affectionate and his gaze profound.

His affection carried a hint of gentle sorrow, and his profundity held a touch of melancholy.

"Scram!"

Dugu Yunyao felt as if a wave of evil energy had entered her body, chilling her limbs and churning her heart.

She directly kicked Lu Benwei in the chest, sending him flying dozens of feet away.

Howie and the others immediately rushed over to help Lu Benwei up.

"How is it, boss?"

"Boss, are you alright?"

Lu Benwei lay on the ground, lifting his head and reaching out his hand toward the direction Dugu Yunyao had left, clutching his chest and pitifully said: "It hurts, my heart hurts so much."

"Quick, quick, comfort the boss!"

Howie shouted.

Upon seeing this, Centipede dashed forward, using his hundred hands to massage Lu Benwei’s chest.

"Don’t hurt, boss, don’t hurt."

Howie crouched down and said patiently: "Don’t worry, don’t be discouraged. It doesn’t look like our approach is the problem, nor is it a problem with your charm."

"Oh, then what’s the issue?" Lu Benwei looked up and asked.

"It must be that this girl herself has issues. Let’s just switch targets. You’ll surely be galloping freely today!"

"Howie’s right. It’s the girl’s problem, not the boss’s problem," the Spirit King quickly added.

"Ah, that does make some sense."

Lu Benwei rested his chin on his hand, and his heartache instantly faded.

His dim eyes once again sparkled with light.

Lu Benwei shed his dejection and became reinvigorated: "Strategist, is what you said true?"

"Absolutely true! As they say, goodbye and be gone, the next one’s better fun," Howie said firmly.

Lu Benwei looked around and asked excitedly: "Who’s next?"

Centipede pulled out a roll of paper, dozens of meters long.

He licked his fingers, using his hundreds of hands to flip through the list.

"Boss, I’ve scouted over five thousand attractive ladies in the city recently. Just pick any one from this list, and we’ll take action immediately!"

Lu Benwei examined the list with great satisfaction.

"Xiao Yefeng, you’ve done well!"

Howie interjected: "Boss, it just occurred to me that there’s one more area for improvement in our strategy."

"Oh? What needs improvement?"

"After thinking it over carefully, besides being thick-skinned, boss also needs a bit of simple self-packaging."

"How do I package myself?"

"To highlight masculinity and appear tough and imposing. Besides the tornado the Spirit King just created, it’d be best to have a fierce-looking mount to flaunt that kingly aura! You’ve got to totally nail that vibe."

The group nodded in agreement, feeling the dog strategist’s suggestion was spot on.

Black Bear Nai Gong quickly volunteered, especially since he’d been worried that others were offering ideas, strategies, and lists while he had no role.

"Boss, I can be your mount!"

"Haha, excellent! With you as my mount, my vibe will be flawless, perfectly awesome!" Lu Benwei said with confident laughter.

Nai Gong chuckled along.

Feeling that everything was in place, Lu Benwei waved grandly and said: "Let’s go, we’re heading to the north side of town!"

Then, the Rooftop Watcher Corps took off on the spot, advancing with great momentum toward the north end.

Along the way, they didn’t forget to enjoy the sight of endless flowing curves.

North side of town.

On the main street.

A petite girl with an incredibly unbelievable figure was strolling, clutching a longsword.

Just then.

A small tornado rose before her, lifting her long skirt.

"Ah!"

She screamed, looking warily ahead.

"Now! Boss, move fast, strike a cool pose, and be mighty and domineering!"

Commander Howie waved his hand and shouted.

"Got it!" Lu Benwei replied with confidence.

He rode the black bear and plummeted from the sky.

Howie saw this and thought gleefully: This is a falling-from-the-heavens technique called Divine Descent!

"Boom!"

The black bear landed on the main street’s flagstones, creating a spiderweb of cracks.

To show off his ferocity and emphasize the boss’s fierceness, the black bear let out a loud howl.

"Owww..."

Sand, gravel, and dust scattered with the small tornado.

Although the petite girl was also a cultivator, the roar at such volume terrified her deep into her core.

She gripped her sword tightly, her expression utterly panicked.

Lu Benwei was very satisfied with this entrance. Spotting the girl’s admiring look, his heart started pounding.

The Spirit King saw the girl unsteady on her feet and immediately reduced the wind force, letting only a gentle breeze ruffle Lu Benwei’s cloak.

At that moment, the sandstorm finally ceased.

The panicked girl fully took in the scene before her.

She saw a skeleton in a black cloak riding atop a ferocious black bear.

Before Lu Benwei could deliver his opening line, the girl let out an ear-piercing scream.

“Ah!!! A monster!!!”

After shouting, she turned and fled, even dropping the longsword in her hand.

Pedestrians on the long street scattered in terror like startled birds and beasts.

Lu Benwei and the black bear stood rooted to the spot, utterly bewildered.

As the Spirit King withdrew the last wisp of breeze, the scene sank into a dead silence, the air frozen with awkwardness.

“Caw, caw, caw…”

In the sky, a crow flew past, as if mocking the rooftop watchers.