Crack!
Crack!
Two sharp sounds echoed through the air!
A stunningly beautiful woman in ancient-style attire, radiating an ethereal aura, emerged slowly from the alleyway.
Ji and Glasses Guy lay sprawled on the ground.
They weren’t dead, but each had a swollen lump the size of a tumor on their heads!
They’d likely be unconscious for a while.
"All men are scoundrels!"
The ancient-robed woman muttered coldly.
In just half a day, she’d already encountered two attempted abductions!
These men, taking advantage of her seemingly vulnerable appearance, had feigned kindness only to reveal their vile intentions. If she hadn’t possessed formidable strength, she would’ve been in grave danger!
Mu Qingyi’s gaze was icy.
Her disciple was pure-hearted and kind, lacking worldly experience and unable to wield her full strength. If she encountered such despicable villains, the consequences would be unthinkable.
Mu Qingyi’s exquisite face darkened with worry—this world was far too perilous!
She had to find Shen Muxuan as soon as possible.
The teleportation array had brought her to this city, but in this vast sea of people, where could she even begin her search?
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"Wow, these clothes are so pretty!"
Shen Muxuan’s eyes sparkled as she gazed at the outfits displayed in the mall.
"Miss, you’re so beautiful—this piece would look stunning on you," the saleswoman said with a practiced smile, glancing Shen Muxuan over before flicking her eyes toward An Yi. Her lips curled slightly before she looked away.
Not a single word was spoken, yet—
An Yi felt thoroughly mocked.
Shen Muxuan flipped over the price tag and stuck out her tongue. "So expensive!"
The saleswoman, unwilling to lose a potential customer, beamed. "It really suits you! Wearing this would make your boyfriend proud when you go out."
"But everything’s so pricey..." Shen Muxuan sighed.
She adored many of the clothes in this mall, but the tags made her too nervous to even try them on.
The saleswoman’s gaze shifted to An Yi.
Working in a high-end boutique, she’d seen all types—and this young man clearly didn’t have deep pockets. His clothes were neat, but the fabric was cheap. If they cost over 100, she’d eat her hat!
Usually, when a girlfriend this gorgeous wanted something, a sensible boyfriend would already be discreetly maxing out his credit line.
But this guy? Clueless. Holding her hand like it was nothing. Pathetic.
An Yi glanced around and shook his head. "These clothes are trash anyway, and they’d make you look older."
The saleswoman nearly rolled her eyes out of her skull.
Trash?
Seriously?
If you can’t afford it, just say so. But dissing our collection? That’s just bad taste.
Shen Muxuan’s eyes drifted to the neighboring store.
Compared to this one, the clothes there looked even more dazzling—and even more expensive.
"Let’s go to that one instead," An Yi said, reading her thoughts and pulling her toward the door.
"But that store is really, really expensive..." Shen Muxuan whispered, squeezing his hand in warning.
That brand was Emperor’s Forest—luxury goods!
After watching so many soap operas, she knew those labels were symbols of wealth.
An Yi had already splurged on a car and an all-you-can-eat buffet. How could he possibly afford clothes like these?
An Yi led her inside and said casually, "Pick whatever you like."
This boutique was more about brand prestige than volume.
The selection was limited, but every piece was exquisitely designed and crafted.
An Yi sighed inwardly. This was his fault.
The girl had been stuck with him for too long, living frugally.
Ding!
Side Quest [Live It Up] activated.
Reward: +30 Villain Points! Skill [Forgery] unlocked!
The system’s voice chimed in.
An Yi felt veins popping on his forehead.
Damn it!
The hand-holding mission wasn't even finished yet, and now another one popped up?
An Yi checked the time—there was still one hour and thirteen minutes left before this task concluded.
Almost there!
When he opened the [Live It Up] mission, An Yi was momentarily stunned.
For someone like him, who had grown up poor, this mission was downright wasteful!
But the [Forgery] skill? Now that was something he genuinely liked!
[Forgery]
Skill Description: Replicate items. The simpler the structure, the higher the accuracy of replication.
Replication accuracy improves with skill level!
An Yi, are you really going to choose this?
Shen Muxuan walked in, still eyeing An Yi uncertainly.
An Yi grinned and said, "Buy whatever you want!"
For those without money, clothes from the Senhuang brand were pure luxury.
That’s why the store was practically empty.
The plump saleswoman sitting by the counter immediately stood up with a practiced smile when she heard footsteps—only to sit back down just as quickly.
The guy was handsome, sure, but since he had a girlfriend, there was no point.
Young, dressed plainly, and lacking the aura of a rich young master—just your typical broke student.
As for the girl beside him? Absolutely stunning, but the hesitation in her eyes might as well have spelled out "we can't afford this."
"Sister Wang, customers," whispered Fangfang, the new salesgirl.
Sister Wang curled her lip. "Fangfang, you handle it."
Fangfang nodded hesitantly. "But—"
"The commission’s yours too. Go on."
Sister Wang smirked and went back to her phone, pouting as she took a selfie before meticulously editing it with her chubby fingers.
They worked on commission, sure, but customers like these—just here to window-shop—were nothing but a waste of time she could’ve spent flirting with guys online.
Fangfang approached with a polite smile. "How may I assist you two today?"
An Yi nodded. "We’re just browsing. We’ll call you if we need anything."
"Of course," Fangfang replied.
Sister Wang scoffed and resumed her photo editing.
With a few deft swipes, a woman who looked nothing like her appeared on the screen—a flawless beauty.
An Yi chuckled. "So, see anything you like?"
Shen Muxuan scanned the store for a long moment before finally pointing at a rather outdated coat. "Maybe… this one?"
At 300 bucks, it was easily the cheapest item here.
An Yi raised an eyebrow.
This girl’s thoughts were painfully transparent.
Her eyes had lingered on the upper racks the whole time, yet she’d picked this.
Hearing they might actually buy something, Sister Wang’s heart skipped a beat.
But when she saw the frumpy coat they’d chosen, her expression immediately soured with disdain.
That thing was just paying for the brand name—absolute garbage value for money!
Worse yet, in a high-end store like Senhuang, the commission on it was practically pennies.
An Yi nodded, then walked over and started picking out clothes. "This one, this one, and this one—"
Watching this, Sister Wang’s plump face went pale.
No way.
This broke-looking kid was loaded?!
Fangfang hurried after him, arms quickly filling up with the clothes An Yi tossed her way.
"This one, this one—yeah, and that one too—"
An Yi picked out over a dozen items in a row.
Fangfang struggled to keep up, arms overflowing as she wobbled behind him.
Sister Wang trembled, slowly rising to her feet.
How… how much was all this worth?!
Had she just missed out?!
Once An Yi felt he’d picked enough, he nodded. "Alright, I’ll take—none of these!"
Sister Wang: "…"
She was fuming. This loser had just played her.
Fangfang forced a bitter smile but nodded nonetheless, replying softly, "Very well, sir."
An Yi swept his gaze across the surroundings and said indifferently, "I'll take the rest—all of it."
Thud!
The sound of something heavy hitting the floor echoed through the room.
Sister Wang had fainted!