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Chapter 106 - 100 The Gentleman Does Not Seek Revenge Overnight

Chapter 106: Chapter 100 The Gentleman Does Not Seek Revenge Overnight

’Boom!’

Old Wood, as if startled by something, slammed the door shut!

My secret?

Old Wood swallowed hard, his back pressed tightly against the door.

His tense state vastly differed from his straightforward and guileless daytime demeanor—it was like they were two entirely different people.

How could anyone possibly discover my secret?!

"Get out of here! I don’t have any secrets!"

Outside, A-Zhi touched his nose.

"Hehehe~ someone’s panicking, but I won’t say who~"

The man with gold-rimmed glasses chuckled and then turned to return to his own room.

This new Manager must have some tricks up his sleeve to have survived an encounter with the three upstairs.

He needed to prepare in advance to ensure his safety.

Yeah, the best time to strike would be in the early hours of the morning, when their guard was lowest.

...

Elsewhere, Tongue-Cut lay bloated and uncomfortable, unable to vomit or defecate.

He had no choice but to bear with his distended belly.

Occasionally, like a baby spitting up milk, a dribble of yellowish grease oozed from the corner of his mouth.

He had been a Kaidan for most of his life.

Never before had he suffered such humiliation as he did tonight.

Beaten, force-fed oil, stuffed...

Especially now, with his pores continuously oozing oil.

For someone as clean-freakish as him, it was a nightmare!

The sticky, greasy feeling was enough to torture him to death.

This Manager named Jiang Xiao...

Damn it, take a step back for uterine fibroids, endure a moment for ovarian cysts!

Drat!

Could a Kaidan of my stature really be bullied by someone today?!

Tongue-Cut furiously flipped the table!

(╯#-皿-)╯︵┻━┻~

Tonight, it’s either him or me!

As the saying goes, a gentleman doesn’t postpone his revenge overnight; Tongue-Cut planned to take action first thing in the morning!

...

Yao Han tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Jiang Xiao’s inane quotes echoed in her ears like a reverberation.

Then, abruptly sitting up, she furiously pounded her little pillow.

"Argh, this is so annoying! Seriously, does this guy have a screw loose?"

...

As a refined woman, He Menghan prepared herself a pastry for dinner, and even casually opened a bottle of red wine.

"These stinky men might skip dinner, but I must maintain my Kaidan figure~"

...

Xiao Qing lay in a swivel chair, muttering to himself.

"It seems this Chosen One is quite interesting, but the game has just begun. It’s just that I’m not sure how many people will make a move on him tonight."

Jiang Xiao was also not asleep.

He wanted to go and see what was in the mysterious Room No. 10 at midnight.

And he felt like taking a stroll to see if he could find the hanged person.

But Pai Daxing’s laziness told him,

"Dude, you know, starfish need plenty of sleep at night. If you want to wander, why not go out during the day?"

Additionally, the intelligence-decreasing buff left Jiang Xiao with no choice but to let it be.

It didn’t matter.

As long as he survived five days, he would be able to see them again...

Thinking of Sun Wei and the others, a smile unconsciously crept onto Jiang Xiao’s face, making even the cold bed feel a bit warmer.

His mind also became a little clearer.

Right.

He still had to ask that old pervert tomorrow.

If his phone could communicate in the Kaidan world.

If so, maybe he could come up with some other ideas.

Missing his three little ones for nine days~

Wondering how they were doing now.

The villagers sent plenty of rice and meat, but snacks were scarce.

Sun Wei, always pinching pennies, who knows if she would be willing to buy snacks for Shi Shi and the others.

Without him, would Shi Shi and the others start to fear Sun Wei again?

And that kid Niu Jieshi.

Even though he looked a bit messed up, with some cleaning up he could definitely be gym trainer level of buff.

It shouldn’t be hard for him to find a good girl.

But you can’t live off being a pervert; when it’s time to get a wife, you need to get a wife.

No, no!

He should remain gay!

The ’old glass’ trait truly suited him perfectly!

What if his sexual orientation changed and he took a fancy to his Sun Wei?

Yes, that’s right, this guy was born to be gay!

As he pondered this, Jiang Xiao fell asleep.

And not long after he dozed off,

Tongue-Cut opened his door and stepped out.

For real: a measured step at a time!

It was as if his feet had been coated in essential oil.

The bullet screen lit up with people from the Fencing Club watching with keen interest.

"Damn! He’s giving me deja vu of an old friend!"

"Jeez! Why does Tongue-Cut remind me so much of Niu Jieshi?"

"Well done, so your only impression of Niu Jieshi is essential oils, huh?"

[What he’s wearing is peanut oil! It’s not the same kind as what covers Niu Jieshi.]

[All I’m asking is, this is oil, right?]

Everyone: ...

[Why is he sneaking out so late? What’s he up to?]

[I’ll bet two packs of Drunkard’s Peanuts that he’s planning to sneak attack Jiang Xiao for revenge.]

[Isn’t this like bringing a lantern to the toilet... looking for shit?]

However, it wasn’t Tongue-Cut’s fault for seeking his own death.

He still didn’t know that Jiang Xiao was immortal.

He simply attributed his defeat to his own lack of strength and slow speed.

[Guys, stock up on more snacks, I plan on watching all night!]

[You’re not wrong there; I have a feeling tonight’s show will be more interesting than the Spring Bowl.]

[Don’t talk, I’m tearing into a pack of spicy strips~]

’Click~’

Jiang Xiao’s room door was opened by the greasy Tongue-Cut.

"Ough, ough wah~"

As soon as he opened the door, Tongue-Cut couldn’t help but spill out some more bile.

This only intensified his murderous intent!

You little punk, think you’re so tough?

You never dreamed that a specter would play out of turn and come for a midnight sneak attack, did you?

’Clang’

A huge Bone Chopper appeared in Tongue-Cut’s hand.

Just to be sure, he went straight to the kitchen and grabbed the biggest guy there!

"I’ve got to creep up quietly, don’t fire the gun..."

"You can’t make a sound; this should be easy for you, Tongue-Cut..."

Tongue-Cut kept psyching himself up.

All he had to do was get close to this idiot and then silently raise the Bone Chopper in his hand...

He had to be careful; he absolutely couldn’t wake this perverse being.

Here we go!

I’m gonna do it, just swing the knife straight down!

’Bang!’

With immense force, he split Jiang Xiao and the bed in two—even together!

Blackish-red blood and guts spilled everywhere...

That’s Good!

No matter how strong the Chosen One is, what can they do?

Aren’t they just cut in half like a worm against my effortless might?!

But unfortunately, as Tongue-Cut is mute, he really wanted to laugh out loud.

This feeling of vengeance was so much more satisfying than the simple joy he got from sadistically killing Chosen Ones!

All done!

"Dummy, why are you in my room and not sleeping in the middle of the night?"

A stunned voice came from the left, interrupting Tongue-Cut’s thoughts.

"Oh my god! Where’s my bed? It’s gone! Dummy, do you have any idea what’s going on here?"

And even more wise words were coming from the right.

Tongue-Cut dumbfoundedly looked back and forth.

What’s going on?

Clone Technique or something?

This scene before him was beyond his understanding.

Jiang Xiao Yi: "Ah ha, ah ha, ah ha ha ha ha ha."

Jiang Xiao’er: "I think I get it now, Dummy. Are you still hungry? Do you want Pai Daxing the chef to cook for you again?"

Hiss...

Tongue-Cut couldn’t help but take a few steps back.

If I remember correctly, I’m the one who’s supposed to be the Kaidan in the story, right?

So why is everything I’m encountering today so bizarre?

But under Jiang Xiao’s attribute suppression, easy come, hard to leave.

"Speak up! Are you hungry or not?"

One of the Jiang Xiaos suddenly stood up, grabbing Tongue-Cut by the collar and startling him into constantly shaking his head and flapping his hands.

"Ah bah, ah bah, ah bah..."

"If you don’t speak, what’s your point? Are you still hungry or not?"

"Ah bah, ah bah, ah bah..."

"I think we could pry his mouth open with some butter, otherwise we’ll never understand what he’s trying to say."

"Ah bah, ah bah, ah bah? Ah bah, ah bah!"

"Huh, but he’s just going ah bah, ah bah..."

"I get it now! Ah bah must mean ’still hungry and wanting to eat’!"

Tongue-Cut: ???

Are you seriously expecting a mute to say anything other than "ah bah"? Isn’t that a bit too demanding?

"Are you going to talk or not? If you don’t, I’m going to start cooking. As a Manager, it’s my duty."

"My old friend, not sure if you like Sea Overlord’s Paste, but its texture is really incredible!"

Just when Tongue-Cut thought tonight was the end for him...

’Creak’ another sound~

Someone opened the door from outside.

A man with golden glasses appeared at the door, sneering with a large steel pipe in his hand.

But when he saw two identical Managers beating up on Tongue-Cut,

his smile instantly froze.

In that moment,

It’s over...

Barbecue time...

Looking at this scene, something seemed off...

"Oh! It’s you. I know you, you bad guy with glasses! What are you planning to do with that big stick at my doorstep?"

Everyone had a hunch.

Tongue-Cut’s arrival was just the beginning, far from the end.

Tonight, Jiang Xiao’s room was destined to be extraordinarily lively...