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Chapter 439 - 366 Call Me Brother Zheng, That Wouldn’t Humiliate You, Right?_2

Chapter 439: Chapter 366 Call Me Brother Zheng, That Wouldn’t Humiliate You, Right?_2

At that thought, Lao Si’s emotions surged like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, he threw himself onto the lingerie that Liu Zheng had taken off. His mouth was just a few millimeters away from the bulging pile of poop, no, the heap of crap.

"Alright, go about your business. And you, hand me the tools, I’m going to clean this up myself. Everyone turn around, no peeking. Anyone who peeks will stand watch in the boiler room alone for a whole night."

Lao Si said solemnly.

"Uh..."

The bathhouse staff exchanged glances, but eventually, under Lao Si’s commanding presence, they managed to suppress their smiles and returned to their posts.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

As soon as she entered the office, Yuan Baoer broke into a tremendous cough, hacking up a pile of dehydrated fragments of her innards.

"What’s going on?"

Liu Zheng frowned.

"She was supposed to be sent to the hospital, but President Yuan worried about the bathhouse and insisted on coming back directly. I had no choice but to use the Divine Arts of Anubis so that she could temporarily maintain mobility."

Doctor Nile said.

Ra is the supreme God of the Nile River Pantheon, and as His Priest, Doctor Nile naturally knows some of the divine arts from other gods within the pantheon.

And Anubis is the god of death within the Nile River Pantheon, as well as the inventor of the mummy reincarnation ritual.

"Are there any side effects?"

Liu Zheng asked the crucial question.

"Of course. Such forbidden arts come at a price; even if she gets properly treated at the hospital later on, her body will gradually lose its vitality, unless she regularly receives the baptism of Ra’s radiance or finds a divine relic capable of resurrection."

Doctor Nile said.

"But it’s worth it."

Yuan Baoer, sitting in her boss chair, said with a firm tone.

Going to the hospital, who knows how long it would take, and by the time she got out, the situation at the bathhouse might have totally changed.

Ga Ga Shuang Bathhouse was her blood, sweat and tears; she couldn’t let Zhen Xinzhai and those behind him succeed.

"President Yuan truly is a formidable person, worthy of someone who has fought to claim a major share of Bathhouse Street."

Liu Zheng said, admiringly.

"Mr. Liu speaking like this just belittles me. If I were really that formidable, I wouldn’t have been backstabbed by my own husband. If you hadn’t sent someone to save me, I’d be a corpse by now."

Yuan Baoer sighed.

And with Zhen Xinzhai’s character, he definitely would’ve scattered her Spiritual Body to the winds.

"Even the wise can err. No one can be on guard all the time, otherwise, they’d have gone mad long ago."

Liu Zheng said.

Any being with a mindset close to that of humans can’t stay in a state of high mental tension indefinitely, or else sooner or later that string is going to snap.

He’s been able to endure for so long because he knows he’ll eventually return to reality.

Even if he’s immediately thrown into another instance, he’ll still have a few days of rest in between.

At the very least, the next instance would be less stressful than the Metropolis.

"That’s true, but..."

Yuan Baoer shook her head and didn’t continue.

Since she isn’t easily persuaded by others, she’s naturally not easily soothed either.

This experience, after all, was something that Yuan Baoer had to digest on her own.

Or perhaps, what was needed was someone close to her to help her come to terms with it.

"Has President Yuan figured out who’s behind Zhen Xinzhai?"

Liu Zheng changed the subject.

"Who else could it be, it’s just the folks from Bathhouse Street."

Yuan Baoer said coldly.

Zhen Xinzhai was always interested in money, and he knew about the bathhouse less than the regular customers who came to bathe.

Yet this time, the setup was meticulous, and the understanding of her travel habits and security forces were so precise, only people from Bathhouse Street could accomplish it.

As for who was the most suspicious, it was certainly Granny Tang, the leader of Bathhouse Street.

"So what’s the next step, what does President Yuan plan to do?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"Of course, hit back."

Yuan Baoer said without hesitation.

The Metropolis is a place where the strong prey on the weak, especially outside the city.

She had just suffered a huge loss; if she didn’t get revenge, others would surely think she was washed up.

By that time, not only the person pulling the strings behind the scenes, but even unrelated parties would want to dip their hands in the cookie jar.

Even the people from Ga Ga Shuang Bathhouse itself might start getting ideas they shouldn’t.

So, the weaker she is, the more ruthless she needs to appear.

Just like those stray cats, the more timid and frail a cat is, the more it needs to show an attacking stance.

"But without confirming who’s behind the scenes, how can revenge be taken?"

Liu Zheng asked.

"That doesn’t matter; the bathhouse has surveillance."

While talking, Yuan Baoer operated the computer.

Soon, she projected the surveillance footage onto the opposite wall.

The scenes that had just occurred were replayed before Liu Zheng’s eyes, making him involuntarily twitch when it came to his detoxification scene.

Fortunately, both Yuan Baoer and Doctor Nile pretended not to see it.

"Mr. Liu and Doctor Nile, do you recognize these people?"

Yuan Baoer asked.

"Don’t recognize them."

Liu Zheng and Doctor Nile shook their heads together.

"Well, then we can only ask that person for assistance."

Yuan Baoer picked up the walkie-talkie at her side.

"Uncle Liu, we’ve encountered some trouble, I need you to come up and take a look."

She spoke respectfully.

"Alright, boss."

An elderly male voice came through the walkie-talkie.

Soon after, there was a knock on the office door, even though it wasn’t closed.

"Please come in."

Yuan Baoer said.

"Boss, you were looking for me."

An old man wearing a white linen jacket and a white towel wrapped around his head walked in.

"Uncle Liu, you are my elder, why bother with such formalities?"

Yuan Baoer said helplessly.

"Rituals should not be discarded. You are the boss, I am the employee, so I must act as an employee does before his boss."

Uncle Liu shook his head and said.

"Alright, as long as you’re happy, Uncle Liu."

"Boss, are you hurt?"

Uncle Liu noticed her unusual state.

"Zhen Xinzhai, that bastard, colluded with outsiders to set me up. If it weren’t for Mr. Liu and Dr. Nile saving me, you wouldn’t be able to see me now."

Yuan Baoer’s voice carried a hint of grievance.

"I told you before that kid was unreliable, but you were obsessed with marrying him as if possessed, no one could talk you out of it. Now you understand you can’t judge a book by its cover, right?"

Uncle Liu said loudly.

"Huh? Judge a book by its cover?"

Liu Zheng and Doctor Nile were puzzled.

Although Zhen Xinzhai could not be considered ugly, he was still far from handsome.

"That bastard was actually quite handsome when he was young."

Yuan Baoer explained, somewhat embarrassed.

"How handsome?"

Liu Zheng asked curiously.

"This is our wedding photo."

Yuan Baoer took a photo frame out of the drawer.

In the frame, Yuan Baoer was smiling brightly, nestled in the arms of a handsome guy who resembled a mix of Jiao Enjun and Yan Kuan—a case of beauty and wealth.

"This is Zhen Xinzhai?"

Liu Zheng and Doctor Nile’s eyes widened.

"Yes, that was when he was still thin."

Yuan Baoer said somewhat nostalgically.

"Even gaining weight wouldn’t hide all his facial features, would it?"

"Their family has a genetic defect. After turning forty, their physique and facial features will distort, and not even cosmetic surgery or spells can restore it. This, I only found out after marrying him."

Yuan Baoer said.

"Isn’t that basically fraud in marriage?"

Liu Zhengyi said indignantly.

"He never intended to marry me in the first place. It was I who got him drunk and dragged him to the civil affairs bureau to register. I guess I was looking for trouble."

Yuan Baoer shook her head.

"Enough, don’t put on such a disheartened face. It’s just a man, if you throw him away, so be it. With such a big business, what kind of man can’t you find?"

Uncle Liu scolded.

"Uncle Liu is right. Uncle Liu is always the best to me."

Yuan Baoer’s tears turned into a smile, her voice also carried a whiny tone.

When her parents had an accident, they entrusted her to their old butler before they died, who is Uncle Liu.

Since childhood, Uncle Liu had been a combination of a strict father and a kind mother to her.

It was only after he suffered a serious injury that left him retired and in recuperation, they gradually grew distant.

However, seeing her like this now, Uncle Liu once again stepped into the role of a family elder.

"Who is behind all of this?"

He asked.

He even knew Zhen Xinzhai better than Yuan Baoer, aware that the kid definitely didn’t have the capacity to make such a big move on his own.

"I was just about to ask Uncle Liu for help with that. Look, those are the people who came to make trouble with Zhen Xinzhai."

Yuan Baoer pointed to the projection on the wall.

"Skin-Red Ghost, gluttonous and lecherous. Ha, it turns out to be the little devils from Great Jiang Mountain."

After scrutinizing for a moment, Uncle Liu reached a conclusion.