Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now!
Chapter 243 - 103: [The Transformation of Lu Sisi] (7400 words)_3

Chapter 243: Chapter 103: [The Transformation of Lu Sisi] (7400 words)_3

"You arrived so quickly, I was just about to send you a message." Chen Yan opened the door and turned to enter the room.

Chu Keqing followed him in, closing the door behind her with a laugh, "I’ve been waiting in the room next door. When I heard the sound of water running in your bathroom, I knew you must be back."

Chen Yan nodded. This woman was very meticulous; she even waited for a while after hearing the water before knocking on the door, ensuring he had finished his bath.

He casually picked up the Cloud Order that was placed on the bed and tossed it lightly to Chu Keqing: "Take a look, it should be something from your Cloud Sect."

Chu Keqing caught it with both hands, her smile turned serious, and after examining it carefully, she suddenly stood up and slowly bowed to Chen Yan: "Senior, for retrieving this heirloom of our Cloud Sect’s founder, the entire Cloud Sect is deeply grateful to you!"

"No need for that." Chen Yan stepped aside, waving his hand, "You have also done a lot for me. You help me, I help you, it’s just an exchange of favors. No need to be so courteous in the future."

Chu Keqing squinted with a smile, then voluntarily took some water from the room, boiling it to make tea. After a while, she handed a cup of tea to Chen Yan with both hands.

Chen Yan sat by the window, opened it to let the natural breeze dry his hair, and closed his eyes to rest.

When Chu Keqing presented the tea, leaning forward slightly, Chen Yan opened his eyes, his gaze sweeping over her. He coughed slightly to restrain himself, took the cup seriously, and took a sip before recounting the events of the night after Chu Keqing had left.

Chu Keqing listened quietly until he finished, then sighed softly: "It was my senior brother’s fate—he insisted on coming to Port City to make a fortune against my objections back then, only to be chosen by that old ghost as nourishment. Everything that happened was the result of his own actions."

"The missing first disciple was unaware. After rescuing him, I left him at that abandoned car lot. He should find his way back later," Chen Yan chuckled, "But all this is their problem. From start to finish, no matter the chaos, it has nothing to do with us."

"Understood, let the people here deal with their own headaches," Chu Keqing replied, "When my third senior brother’s funeral is over, I’ll accompany you back to Jinling Prefecture. During these two days, if you’re free, would you like to explore Port City with me?"

Chen Yan shook his head, "Port City is just a small place, nothing much to see. The buildings are old, the streets are narrow, it’s already fallen into decline."

On his last visit to Port City, Chen Yan didn’t have a great impression of it either—he always felt that the city exuded a suffocating, petty atmosphere, from top to bottom, inside and out.

There’s really nothing much to do here... Even the Disney park is pitifully small.

And the food? Not much better, either. The same dishes are much more expensive here. To enjoy delicious Cantonese cuisine, go to Yang City or the Shenzhen Stock Exchange—why not? The service sector here is lacking, whether it’s restaurant workers or taxi drivers, they always seem to wear a displeased expression.

As for the much-hyped Star Ferry Pier, looking at the buildings across the strait at the Central GBD Business District from the seaside promenade...

It’s just hype.

Compared to looking across the river at Lujiazui from the Bund in Shanghai Stock Exchange, there’s no comparison.

All in all, not very interesting.

Fans of Hong Kong movies might reminisce on Temple Street or Causeway Bay, but Chen Yan wasn’t a die-hard fan of Hong Kong films.

Chu Keqing nodded, "So, what’s your plan?"

"I’ll head back to the hotel to rest. You should handle your business. Come find me at the hotel after Huang Mingyi’s funeral is over."

Chu Keqing noticed Chen Yan’s eyes seemed to avoid her when he spoke, and she secretly smiled.

Earlier, when she served him tea, his gaze had swept over her—she had sensed it.

(Heh, this senior really is an old pervert.)

After Chen Yan gave his instructions, he left Huang Mingyi’s dojo, took a car back to the hotel room and rested. He also experienced the famous afternoon tea at the Peninsula Hotel.

His verdict: just average.

There were many luxury shopping districts nearby, but after looking around, Chen Yan didn’t feel like shopping.

In terms of material desires, he was quite straightforward and didn’t care much about his own appearance.

As for shopping for family... Whether for Consort Mother Gu Qingyi or girlfriend Lu Sisi, buying some luxury clothes, bags, jewelry... he could afford it.

But...[Good wealth is hard to give up]Alert, who can stand it?

If he dared to spend, they might all fall seriously ill next month!

His spending limit was only 20,000 a month.

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Ever since Lu Sisi woke up this morning, she felt something was off—but she couldn’t put her finger on what it was.

When she got up in the dorm, she greeted her roommates amiably. In the previous semester of her freshman year, due to her special circumstances, Lu Sisi rarely interacted with her roommates, so over time, everyone thought she was aloof and unapproachable, and their relationships remained distant.