The banquet hadn’t even started yet.
The host of the banquet was already knocked out and sent to the restroom?!
What kind of annual hellish joke is this?
Of course.
This wasn’t even the most hellish part.
“Auctioning three plots of land in the northwest of Wang City’s Ye family, first bid for Qin Luo’s medical expertise!!!”
“Second bid!”
“Third bid!!”
“Sold!”
Qin Luo moved a table and sat on the podium that was supposed to belong to Shangguan Xiao’s speech.
Ye Meng, sobbing, walked up to Qin Luo.
She glared at him with venomous eyes: “You’ve taken all the land. You promised to cure me.”
Qin Luo glanced at her and said, “Bring your face closer.”
“Are you going to hit me again?”
“No, I’m going to cure you.”
“?”
*Slap!*
“Mmm~!”
With that one slap, Ye Meng didn’t feel the expected pain. Instead, she felt an exhilarating, refreshing sensation.
What... what is this feeling?
Ye Meng closed her eyes, feeling as if she were floating in a vast, azure ocean.
It was like flying freely through the sea with sharks.
Huh? Flying freely?
Anyway...
“So good...”
Ye Meng opened her eyes, her face slightly flushed. She felt a wave of warmth surging through her body.
But that wasn’t all.
“Mmm!”
Suddenly, she felt a rush of restless energy, and a stream of qi began to flow out from around her.
*Thud!*
She collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath.
The crowd was stunned.
But the next second, everyone was shocked.
Ye Meng’s eyes trembled, and she clenched her fists tightly.
In front of everyone, she shouted in disbelief, “I... I’ve broken through to the Mastery Realm?!”
She had been stuck at the late stage of the Foundation Realm for a long time.
No matter how many elixirs she took, her cultivation just wouldn’t progress.
She knew her talent was limited, and she had likely reached her limit.
But...
Now she had... broken through?!
*Whoosh!!*
The entire room erupted in chaos.
They looked at Qin Luo in disbelief. A family head respectfully asked, “Master Qin, what... what just happened?”
Qin Luo shook his head, exuding an aura of a divine healer.
He declared proudly, “With one slap, I can regenerate flesh, mend bones, detoxify, relieve pain, heal wounds, restore meridians, protect vitality, nourish the heart, and even revive the soul!!”
*Boom!!*
As soon as he finished speaking, the room exploded with excitement.
Their faces were filled with shock, their lips trembling.
One by one, they became overwhelmingly excited.
They shouted:
“We’ve long heard that Master Qin’s skills surpass even the previous divine healer!”
“Now that we’ve seen it, it’s true!”
“A divine healer! A true divine healer!”
“Compared to Master Qin, that previous healer was nothing but a quack!”
“Exactly! That quack always held auctions and only treated people once! And he demanded that the patient be present! My great-grandfather died on the way to see him!”
Dominant! Peerless! Unmatched medical skills!!!
With one slap!
What a slap!!!
Everyone went crazy!
Not only could he cure people, but he could also help them break through?!
Oh my god!
This! Folks! What kind of godly medical skill is this?!
“Master Qin!! Please, bestow your slap upon me!!”
“I offer two office buildings in the center of Wang City!”
“I offer three!”
The family heads frantically bid, begging Qin Luo to slap them.
Madness! Madness! Everyone had gone mad!
The second-generation heirs, who had been crippled, lay on the ground in confusion: “Dad, we haven’t been treated yet!”
“Son, be good. Dad has some old injuries. Let me go first.”
“Be a good boy, son. You’ll go after your dad and grandpa.”
*Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!*
The sound of slaps echoed continuously.
“Ah!! My skin has become smoother!”
“My body feels stronger!”
Master Qin’s slaps! They have such effects?!
Not only can they cure, but they can also beautify and strengthen the body?!
This!!
One slap cures all ailments!
Two slaps bring back youth!!
Three slaps!! That must mean... reaching the peak!!!!
“Oh my god, this is nothing short of a miracle!”
An old man excitedly stood up from his wheelchair. His face, once covered in age spots and sallow, now glowed with a healthy, youthful radiance, as if he had aged backward by fifty years.
“Dad! Your legs are healed!”
“Divine healer! A true divine healer!”
One by one, they knelt before Qin Luo, tears streaming down their faces, filled with gratitude.
“Thank you, Divine Healer!”
“Thank you, Divine Healer!”
“Thank you, Divine Healer!”
Qin Luo yawned nonchalantly, “You may rise.”
Below the stage.
Su Muwan lay on the table, her head tilted up, her eyes wide with disbelief as she watched Qin Luo continuously slapping people on stage.
What? Now you’re telling people to rise?!
Are you some kind of emperor or something?!
And!
Su Muwan was completely shocked!
She watched as members of Wang City’s various powerful families begged Qin Luo to slap them.
Are you all out of your minds?!
Qin Luo slaps your people, and you’re still shamelessly giving him money and thanking him?!
Do you have no principles at all??
Su Muwan found this scene utterly surreal and absurd.
Qin Luo!
Do you know how I suffered in my past life?!
And now you’re living the dream?!
Why?!
I’m shaking with anger!
I’m shaking with anger too!
Su Muwan was beyond words.
This is what it means to be T0.
Just Qin Luo’s everyday routine...
No one else could make people beg to be slapped and then pay for the treatment.
Qin Luo, what kind of charm do you possess?
Qin Luo, with his innate affinity and pure love-addicted nature, thought to himself.
Wang City isn’t as hard to conquer as the system’s GIFs made it out to be.
Why did the original story make it seem like the young lady had to fight tooth and nail?
Su Muwan, on the other hand, shook her head.
No, no.
Qin Luo is just one of a kind.
After all, he’s universally adored and a T0, so it’s normal for him to have protagonist privileges.
If you don’t believe me, just look around.
Other than him, who else could thrive so effortlessly in Wang City?
Just as she was thinking this.
“Big brother, you said your name is Ye Linya? It sounds like you have the same name as the person my sister fought.”
“L-Lian... I am that person... It seems we’re fated...”
“Giggle! Big brother, where are you hurt? I happen to have a band-aid. Let me put it on for you.”
“Okay!”
Su Muwan: ?
*Slap!*
She turned her head, covering her face. Su Muwan, stop looking, it’s all bad reviews.
What the hell!
Who can understand this?!
How does this white lotus always manage to charm some simp wherever she goes?!
Could it be?!
Su Muwan’s expression stiffened, her pupils trembling.
Am I... the only one in this world who finds it hard to get along with people?!
In the shadows.
“My lady... should we leave?”
“Yes.”
“But the banquet isn’t over yet... and that follower is so fascinating. Shouldn’t we...”
“Shui Yue.”
Shangguan Chuxue stood up, her voice cold. “I said, it’s time to go.”
What do we want?
To go up and ask him to slap us a couple of times?
“Understood...”
Shangguan Chuxue left without a trace of emotion.
What kind of nonsense is this?!
Where’s the scene I wanted, where the families mock Su Muwan, and she provokes them?!
Although I’d like to stay and watch.
But.
I’m afraid if I stay any longer, I won’t be able to leave.
Tsk!
Wait... what am I saying??
Shangguan Chuxue shook her head. This isn’t good. After being in the same environment as Su Muwan, my brain isn’t working right.
The sound of slaps gradually faded.
Qin Luo strolled down from the stage.
He left a black claw behind to continue slapping people.
He sat down next to Su Muwan, who was lying on the table like a salted fish.
“Miss, why are you pouting like a grilled rice cake?”
Su Muwan, hearing this, glared at Qin Luo, who had abandoned her and wasted an hour. She snorted, “Hmph! So you finally remember to come back!”
“Why not just let them lie on the ground like worms, screaming their heads off?!”
Qin Luo, seeing her reaction, understood what she meant.
When the young lady is angry, she’s just too adorable.
So Qin Luo reached out, took a cream puff, and placed it on Su Muwan’s head. He looked at her, now with a cream puff on her head, and thought she looked even cuter. Outwardly, he said, “Miss, have a cream puff, and let me explain.”
Su Muwan glanced at the cream puff on her head: ?
“Why did you put it on my head?”
“Because it makes you look even cuter.”
“......”
*Thump!*
Su Muwan’s heart skipped a beat. She wasn’t angry anymore.
Her lips curled into a smile as she looked at Qin Luo with delight: “You’re just a mere Qin Luo, but you sure know how to talk.”
Her eyes sparkled: “Go ahead!!”
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