Tang San was writhing in pain, not even understanding how he could have smashed himself like that.
He was utterly speechless.
Zhang Fan, just imagining Tang San smashing his own future offspring with the castration hamr, rolled around on the bed laughing hysterically.
Later that sumr, he returned to Saint Soul Village and gave Old Jack ten gold soul coins, saying he'd made so money.
Of course, Xiao Wu, as his maid, took care of all his daily needs.
And she admired Zhang Fan deeply—borderline obsessed.
...
Five years later.
Barak Kingdom, Soto City.
A pair of young man and woman arrived at the Rose Hotel.
The boy was clean-cut, about 1.75 ters tall, handso, and stood tall.
The girl had long black hair tied into a scorpion braid that fell past her calves. She was about five centiters shorter than the boy and had a well-developed figure with a tiny waist one could easily hold.
"Master, why are we coming to Soto City?"
Xiao Wu looked at Zhang Fan in confusion.
"Because this is where our opportunity lies!"
Zhang Fan grinned mischievously. If he wanted the story to go off the rails, he had to follow the main cast.
Otherwise, there'd be no fun chaos to exploit.
Soto City was much larger and livelier than Nuoding City, with soldiers regularly patrolling the bustling streets.
The Rose Hotel was three stories high, decorated mainly in rosy red, making it a striking sight.
Zhang Fan had his arm wrapped around Xiao Wu's tiny waist.
Her ample chest occasionally brushed against him as they walked up to the hotel front desk.
"One room, please!"
The receptionist glanced at them, smiling knowingly.
"You two young lovebirds arrived just in ti. There's only one room left."
"Mm."
Zhang Fan took out a silver soul coin, about to pay, when—
"That room is mine!"
A cocky, arrogant voice rang out.
Zhang Fan and Xiao Wu turned around instantly.
They saw a blonde pretty boy in a white robe, his arms wrapped around two stunningly beautiful twin girls who looked seventeen or eighteen.
The youth was about 1.8 ters tall with broad shoulders and striking features. His long golden hair draped behind him, and his eyes glead with a strange, cold light—deep blue twin pupils.
"New around here? Don't you know the last room is always reserved for ?"
He spoke arrogantly to the receptionist.
"Where's your manager? Want to get you fired?"
"You little yellow-haired punk, we booked it first!"
Zhang Fan looked at Dai Mubai, hugging Xiao Wu's slender waist while inhaling her scent.
"Get lost, or face the consequences!"
The arrogant youth snapped, his cold, wicked gaze falling upon Zhang Fan and Xiao Wu.
The twin beauties giggled, their eyes dreamy as they looked at the youth.
"Let's calm down. Young Master Dai, sorry for the confusion!"
The manager, Mr. Wang, ca over with a smile, nodding to Dai Mubai, then looked at the receptionist, then to Zhang Fan and Xiao Wu.
"This room was reserved by Young Master Dai. Please find another place."
"What kind of crap is this? We ca first! Why give it to that little yellow-haired brat?"
Xiao Wu was annoyed too, her ample chest heaving.
"You dare call a yellow-haired brat? You're courting death!"
Dai Mubai's gaze turned icy cold.
"Ding! Dialogue Modification Mission Triggered!"
[If not yellow-haired brat, should we call you shed-hair brat?]
Zhang Fan waved his hand and instantly changed "dog" hair to "shed" hair.
[If not yellow-haired brat, should we call you shed-hair brat?]
"Ding! Dialogue successfully modified. Slight plot deviation. Reward: 70 modification points."
"If not yellow-haired brat, should we call you shed-hair brat?"
Zhang Fan rolled his eyes at Dai Mubai.
"You two… very good!"
Dai Mubai's eyes flashed fiercely. He pulled his hands off the twin girls and—
"Whoosh…"
He suddenly lunged at Zhang Fan and Xiao Wu, his fists clenched tightly.
"Crack… crack…"
The sound of bones tightening echoed.
"Whoosh…"
He threw a punch straight at Zhang Fan's chest, powerful and gusty.
But Zhang Fan remained calm, raised his hand swiftly, forming a dragon claw.
"Whoosh!" Their fists collided.
"Roar…"
A dragon's roar seed to echo from his claw.
Golden light flashed from his hand, as though a dragon's phantom claw enveloped it.
"Pfft…"
Dai Mubai felt his fist being ripped apart, blood spraying onto his face. Pain shot through his hand like ice.
It felt like his fist was nearly broken.
A violent force, like a beast, surged through his hand.
"Boom…"
He was sent flying back instantly.
"Swish swish…"
He skidded several ters across the floor before stopping.
"Ah… my hand!"
Blood dripped from Dai Mubai's fist.
But more shocking—his golden locks started falling off.
"One… two… three… four strands…"
"More and more…"
"Ah! Young Master Dai, your hair!"
One of the twin girls scread.
"Huh… What's going on? Master, was your attack that strong? Even his hair is falling out?"
Xiao Wu blinked her bright eyes in confusion, looking at the shedding hair.
"Your master isn't that powerful… yet."
Zhang Fan smirked.
"He just overdid it. His body's already ssed up!"
He twitched at his own words, then laughed wickedly.
Soon, Dai Mubai, once the golden-haired handso youth, now had a bald spot on top of his head.
He was turning into a bald teenager.
The sight left everyone utterly speechless.
Dai Mubai went completely nuts.
"Aaaahhh! What happened to ? My hair…"
He broke into a cold sweat, grabbed a mirror, and realized part of his hair was completely gone.
The sight made him want to cry but had no tears.
The twin beauties were speechless.
Xiao Wu and Zhang Fan stared wide-eyed at each other.
Then burst into laughter.
"Ahhhhhhh!"
Dai Mubai scread at the mirror.
"Bang!"
He smashed it on the floor.
"Bang bang bang…"
And stomped it to pieces.
How could this happen?!
He fled like a madman.
The hotel manager was completely dumbfounded.
"Young Master Dai… so young, how could he go bald? Was he playing too hard?"
He couldn't help but glance at the twins. Lately, Dai Mubai had been bringing different won to the hotel almost every day.
"Maybe he really overdid it? Wore himself out?"
"So, the room's ours now?" Xiao Wu looked at the manager.
"Yes." The manager nodded.
Xiao Wu handed over the coins and went upstairs with Zhang Fan.
"Kid, don't end up like that Young Master Dai… lacking moderation. Or you might end up bald too!"
The manager advised kindly.
"Screw your whole family…"
Zhang Fan rolled his eyes. He wasn't so depraved lunatic like Dai Mubai.
He wouldn't go around ssing with random won like him.
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