Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 103

Chapter 103: Going to a brothel.

Turning to Mei he said, "Don’t look at me like that. I will make more money." Lian pinched her sister’s cheek playfully and said, "No pouting. Master will make more and more money."

Mei wasn’t reassured at all. In fact, she got mad at Lian because she had just seen her digging for gold with the same fingers she was now pinching her with. She leaned back while yelling, "Get your filthy paws off of me. Master look, she is touching me with her booger hands."

Xiang Yu took a sip of his tea with a slight quirk on his lips. He was glad they were back to their old selves fighting over useless things. "What are you fretting over when we are practically the same person? Come here let me touch you some more. It’s like a moisturiser. It will your skin smooth."

"Ew, ew, ew, master, save me," said Mei, hiding under the table while wiping her face vigorously.

"Lian, stop messing with your sister," he reprimanded her, and like she had an off switch, she sat back up with an innocent smile like she hadn’t done anything wrong. "Do you want to go to the brothel?" he continued to ask. There was an age restriction, but it was during the day with less activity, plus all he needed to do was slip a few extra coins into the doorkeeper’s hands, and they would be let in.

Lian and Mei nodded eagerly, their heads bobbing like chickens pecking at rice. With a plan in mind, Xiang Yu led the twins through the bustling streets of Fengmi town to shop for clothes. He was prepared for them to take ages to pick something but he didn’t anticipate it would be this long.

He leaned back in his chair, feeling every bit like a father dragged to the store under duress. The fact that the store was stocked up with so many dresses and fabrics didn’t help. The owner of the shop seemed to have studied the art of making clients spend more. No wonder the shop was so popular. They were comfortable chairs, and they would even offer iced tea to their customers to make them stay longer.

Lian and Mei were like kids in a candy store. They flitted around the dress shop, trying on outfit after outfit. He watched as they twirled in front of the bronze mirrors, their laughter filling the air. After the sixth outfit change, Xiang Yu couldn’t hold back any longer.

"Lian, you have changed into the same dress twice," he said, exasperation clear in his voice. "And the answer is the same—you like it."

Lian pouted, defending herself. "Master, Mei said we could only get two sets, and I want this one too."

Xiang Yu turned to Mei, who was examining yet another dress. "And you, you keep picking clothes in the same colour. They all look the same on you."

Mei rolled her eyes, holding up two dresses. "Master, your eyes need to be checked. They are obviously different. This one has a cloud pattern, and this one has flowers embroidered on it."