[Ding!]
[Godlike play! The Saint's masterful skills leave his Dao companions in awe!]
[Reward: 50 spirit stones]
[Ding!]
[Godlike play, the Saint's masterful skills…]
[Ding!]
[Godlike play…]
[…]
A relentless streak of golden headshots kept triggering spirit stone rewards from the three girls.
To Lin Yu’s surprise and delight, the biggest "experience farm" among them turned out to be Shen Jiuyi.
Shen Buyao and Huang Feirong would only get excited enough to trigger 50 spirit stones after killing three or four opponents.
But Shen Jiuyi was different—every time an enemy died, the system would announce the "Honored Elder of the Star-Gazing Pavilion" notification.
Bringing her over to spectate was absolutely the right call!
At first, Shen Buyao and Huang Feirong’s taunting duo act got some reactions from their opponents.
But once the kill count hit 10-0, the other side clearly lost their cool.
Apart from spamming curses like "Damn," "F," and "Holy s," they had no proper comebacks to the girls’ mockery.
Even so, the two weren’t about to let up. They only doubled down.
Huang Feirong: "Oh? How’d you die again without even seeing anyone? Little bro, you using your backside to look at the screen or what?"
Shen Buyao: "I’m slaughtering here, dude. Can you at least put up a fight? Dying over a dozen times at home—should I call your family to collect the body?"
Huang Feirong: "Weren’t you calling me trash, little bro? Why can’t even hold your gun steady? Need your buddies to prop it up for you?"
Shen Buyao: "Try peeking again. Go on, one more time—I’ll blast you so hard you’ll piss yourself!"
Opponent: "GODDAMN IT!! Are you hacking or what?!"
"..."
By the time the kill count reached 25-0, the enemy team’s feeder finally rage-quit.
Losing wasn’t the embarrassing part.
The real shame was having to call a girl "Daddy."
Knowing they stood no chance, running was the only option.
No one was surprised.
Huang Feirong cheered over the headset:
"Hahaha, he ran! Lin Yu, you’re a legend! All hail Lin Yu!"
Shen Buyao grabbed Lin Yu’s shoulders excitedly:
"Hah! Scram, loser! I knew no one could match Dead Lin Yu’s APM!"
Shen Jiuyi: "You sure know his hand speed well."
Huang Feirong: "Wow, Buyao, you’ve been eating good, huh?"
Shen Buyao: "Both of you, piss off!"
Lin Yu took off his headphones, shaking his head with a smirk:
"With skills like that, they weren’t worth my full effort."
Shen Buyao pulled Shen Jiuyi forward:
"How about a showdown between the King and Queen of FPS?"
"Hey, Big Cow, you always wreck me—think you can take on Dead Lin Yu today?"
When it came to gaming challenges, Shen Jiuyi had never backed down before.
But this time…
She knew she was outmatched.
Lin Yu turned, mimicking Shen Jiuyi’s aloof tone:
"So you’re the so-called ‘Queen of FPS’?"
Shen Jiuyi: "..."
Faced with his cocky grin, she replied calmly:
"My name’s Shen Jiuyi. Pass."
Shen Buyao leaned in, grinning:
"Whoa! Never thought I’d see the day!"
"Big Cow actually chickened out!"
Shen Jiuyi’s eyebrow twitched. She shot back:
"Better to chicken out than call him ‘Daddy’ like you."
Shen Buyao pointed at the screen:
"Are your eyes glued to your ass?"
"Did you miss the part where I won?"
"If I won, why would I call anyone Daddy?"
Huang Feirong’s voice crackled through the speakers with the finishing blow:
"Pffft—Jiuyi wasn’t talking about the game, dummy."
Shen Buyao blinked, slow on the uptake:
"Huh? What do you mean not the game? This is literally…"
Then it hit her.
Her face flushed crimson: "You f—"
Shen Jiuyi: "That’s ‘Grandma’ to you."
Shen Buyao gritted her teeth, swallowing the insult.
Lin Yu, still in his chair: "..."
Hanging out with these antique-circle folks required nerves of steel.
If you were even slightly introverted, you’d never keep up with their banter.
Half the time, Lin Yu didn’t even realize what was happening before he was strapped onto their high-speed train of chaos.
……
They killed time playing a few rounds of Search & Destroy, waiting for the Dance Revolution event at midnight.
At one point, Shen Jiuyi tactfully excused herself from the Treasureless Pavilion.
Using "playing KOF with Sister Hong (Huang Feirong’s mom)" as an excuse, she gave Lin Yu and Shen Buyao some space.
After she left, the atmosphere in the shop grew… charged.
Shen Buyao dragged a small wooden stool over, squeezing herself next to Lin Yu in the cramped space.
As if Lin Yu was the type to stay passive.
These weren’t just casual Dao companions—they were intimate allies with maxed-out affinity. What was there to hide?
"Shh, focus on the dance first…"
Even though she was the one crowding him, Shen Buyao was the one telling him to behave.
Her eyes kept darting toward the shop window.
No customers were around, but the shadows of passersby still flickered outside.
If anyone were to peek over right now, they’d definitely catch the two of them being all lovey-dovey.
Shen Buyao was infamous in Ghost Market Street for her fierce, no-nonsense demeanor.
How could she let anyone see her acting all soft and girly?
So embarrassing!
And to make matters worse—
Her voice call with Rongrong was still connected.
If they spoke even a little too loudly, the other end would pick up some… questionable noises.
Lin Yu covered the mic and whispered:
"How can you expect me to behave when someone as stunning as you sits this close, wearing that sleek satin qipao dress?"
"Buyao, you’re being downright cruel here."
Shen Buyao swatted his hand off her thigh, scrunching her face in mock annoyance:
"Cut the sweet talk. Your big sis here isn’t falling for that flattery."
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! The Saint’s honeyed words have delighted his Daoist partner!]
[Reward: 50 spirit stones.]
See?
No matter how tough a girl acts, she’ll always melt at her boyfriend’s compliments.
Even when she knows it’s deliberate charm, it still feels good.
Same logic as giving flowers.
They’ll say, "These’ll just wilt in a few days—what a waste of money!"
But when the bouquet actually arrives? Pure joy.
Soon enough, Lin Yu’s smooth talk worked its magic.
Shen Buyao glanced at the window, hesitated for a moment…
Then finally got up and drew the curtains shut.
With the frosted spiral-patterned glass as a shield, the counter area became their own little private world.
As she settled back beside Lin Yu, her cheeks flushed as she muttered:
"Don’t get any ideas! I just didn’t want interruptions while you’re helping me grind later."
......
(Bonus chapter delivered! That’s all for today—back to the grind tomorrow!)
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