Pervert.
So disgusting.
Fei Xia had thought the person wearing the high-cut bunny girl outfit might have something wrong with her brain, but she never expected her to be a masochist.
Still, the other party had just prepaid her one hundred thousand.
It was hard to refuse the sponsor’s request.
So with a highly twisted expression, Fei Xia forced the words out with difficulty:
“You… you… your mom…”
“Wait a second, let me think.”
Qiong Ling interrupted her.
The excitement in her eyes faded slightly as she seemed to be pondering something.
She had just come across a viral video.
[Shock! Tsundere Magical Girl Curses Out Strangers in the Pouring Rain! The Truth Will Bring Tears?]
The video showed Fei Xia’s “scolding” of the passersby from a first-person perspective.
But the uploader was a genius.
They had added pink, fictional inner monologues next to every curse.
For example…
“Get lost!”
(Inner thought: What? Where did this person come from? It’s dangerous here!)
“Why are you still coming over?!”
(Inner thought: What do I do? He’s coming closer. He’ll get caught in it!)
“Are you a salted shrimp? I said get out of here! Hurry up and leave!”
(Inner thought: Oh no, oh no. Why isn’t he running away and coming this way instead? One more step and he’ll hit the edge of the barrier!)
“Don’t touch me! Keep your distance! Is there something wrong with your brain?”
(Inner thought: Please don’t reach out! My magic power isn’t stable yet. You’ll get burned if you touch me!)
” off! Get lost! One more step and I’ll hit you!”
(Inner thought: Please stop, I’m begging you. I wouldn’t dare actually hit you. If my identity gets exposed, it’s all over…)
“Damn it, you really are . Hitting probably isn’t illegal, right?”
(Inner thought: What should I do? The barrier is about to collapse. I need to find a way to trick him into leaving. I can’t let him get involved…)
The video ended on the freeze-frame of Fei Xia clenching her little fist, “tearfully” about to attack.
The video had only been posted for less than two hours and already had two million views.
The comments were full of “Wife, scold me more.”
After seeing it, Qiong Ling naturally refused to let such a good opportunity slip by.
She struck that familiar pose again—one hand on her hip, the other stroking her chin.
The crowd nearby lit up when they saw this.
One girl even blushed furiously, as if her mind had wandered somewhere naughty.
“Tsundere little kitten, why aren’t you acting tsundere anymore?”
This guy is saying her inner thoughts out loud again.
Fei Xia grumbled viciously in her heart.
“Ah, got it!”
Qiong Ling clapped her hands and nimbly hopped behind the bar.
Under Fei Xia’s puzzled gaze, she quickly mixed a colorful, bubbling special drink and pushed it in front of her.
Anyone knowledgeable in the crowd would recognize it as the establishment’s signature “Magic Power Special,” an extremely expensive drink infused with high-concentration magic power. One glass was enough to knock out a normal person.
“Give it a taste. Your task today is to help me review the new product.”
Fei Xia took the glass and took a small sip.
It was sweet, fizzy, and tasted a lot like soda.
“I’ve never had this kind of drink before.”
Fei Xia answered indifferently.
“Perfect!”
Qiong Ling slapped the table, eyes sparkling as she stared at Fei Xia.
“Ahem, I mean—the first impression from someone tasting it for the first time is the most valuable.”
Qiong Ling realized she had gotten a bit carried away and coughed lightly twice, trying to act composed while nodding to herself.
Fei Xia had no idea what Qiong Ling was up to, but this task was still better than being a mascot stared at by everyone.
She took another experimental sip, smacked her lips, and tried to describe her feelings.
“It’s good. When it first enters the mouth…”
Qiong Ling rested both hands on the counter, chin propped up, wearing a big auntie smile.
She wasn’t actually listening to what Fei Xia was saying—she just kept nodding enthusiastically.
Once Fei Xia finished the “drink,” Qiong Ling immediately mixed another one and urged her to drink it.
This cycle repeated several times.
One glass. Two glasses…
By the time Fei Xia had lost count, her face was visibly flushed.
Her eyes grew hazy.
At some point she stopped talking altogether.
She simply lowered her head obediently, quietly waiting for the next glass.
In short—she was “drunk.”
“Hiss—”
Qiong Ling sucked in a cold breath.
Although she had spoken with Qinghai Starlight and the others about Fei Xia’s background and expected her talent to be strong, she hadn’t anticipated such high resistance to “magic power intoxication.”
She glanced at the empty glasses. Fei Xia had already downed more than ten.
“Scary.”
If it had been Qinghai Starlight, five or six glasses would have been her absolute limit.
Just as Qiong Ling was about to move on to the next stage of training, she felt a slight vibration under the table.
A red light lit up beneath the bar, signaling that one of the staff members was facing trouble they couldn’t handle.
“How annoying.”
Qiong Ling was in high spirits, but now she was being called away.
She checked the monitor beside her, confirmed the location, and was about to leave.
“Um… where’s the restroom?”
The “drunk” Fei Xia’s voice had turned soft and sweet, completely lacking its usual coldness. It made Qiong Ling feel tingling all over.
A playful look suddenly crossed her face as an idea occurred to her.
“I’ll take you there.”
“Oh, okay.”
Fei Xia showed no wariness at all. She obediently held out her hand and let Qiong Ling lead her away.
When they reached a corner, Qiong Ling pointed down a dimly lit corridor.
“Keep going in that direction. I won’t accompany you the rest of the way.”
“Mm.”
Fei Xia walked forward with half-lidded eyes, swaying unsteadily, completely unaware of how she was supposed to manage in her current state.
“Please don’t do this, sir. It’s making me very uncomfortable.”
Suddenly, a familiar voice reached her ears.
“Stop pretending. Just be my girlfriend. Ask around—everyone knows my reputation.”
Another voice, greasy and nauseating.
Continuing forward, Fei Xia’s sluggish brain finally matched the voices to their owners.
One belonged to the clumsy maid girl who had seen her naked in the changing room earlier.
The other belonged to a man dressed in a branded suit but with a sleazy, thuggish air.
At that moment, Bai Ning was pinned against the corner wall, being pressured into something she didn’t want.
The man’s restless hand was reaching under the hem of her maid skirt.
“Stop!”
But in her current state, she had almost no ability to think.
Fei Xia’s hazy expression instantly turned cold. Although her face still carried a faint blush, her dead-fish eyes radiated clear killing intent.
Interrupted by the sudden shout, the man turned around in annoyance.
But the moment he saw Fei Xia’s exquisite face and the black dress half-hidden beneath the cloak, his irritation vanished, replaced by amazement and greed.
“Whoa? You’re… that Little Fei, right!”
The man’s smile grew even more brazen.
“We weren’t doing anything. She just agreed to be my girlfriend. What about it? Want to join us?”
Fei Xia ignored him and looked at the trembling girl instead.
“Is that true?”
“No! I never agreed! Save me!”
Bai Ning shouted, tears hanging from the corners of her eyes like she had grabbed onto a lifeline.
The commotion instantly drew a crowd of onlookers.
Fei Xia wasted no words.
She took three quick steps, riding the momentum of the so-called “magic power intoxication,” and walked straight between the two of them.
Seeing this, a flash of lust crossed the man’s eyes. He reached out to grab Fei Xia’s arm.
“That’s more like it. Big brother will take you two…”
However, before his hand could reach her.
A slender, fair hand that looked completely harmless appeared out of nowhere and firmly seized his wrist.
“Huh?”
The man was stunned. He tried to shake it off on instinct, only to find his arm locked in place as if caught in a hydraulic clamp.
He looked up in horror, meeting a pair of hazy yet ice-cold dead-fish eyes.
Then—
Crack—!
The sickening sound of bones dislocating rang clearly through the corridor.