Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 859 - 856: "Why are you so skilled?

"Young master, take a look at what you want..." At this moment, the purple-robed boss approached with a gentle voice.

Su Ming’an glanced at the group of songbirds, intending to refuse. Noel, however, said expertly, "Get Chunhua and Xiaocui over, and prepare a private room for us."

The purple-robed boss nodded with a smile, then arranged for two ladies to come over and led Su Ming’an to a private room on the second floor. This room was themed around peach blossoms, filled with fragrance, even the cushions had exquisite butterflies embroidered flitting around peach blossoms, and the arena below could be seen through the wooden window.

Su Ming’an couldn’t help but look at Noel—how do you even know the ladies’ names? How are you so skilled at this?

Noel whispered close to his ear, "As a distinguished young master bringing ladies over, if you appear inexperienced with such a place, the flaws will be too obvious. This place is a hub for information gathering. As you collect information, others will remember yours and sell it. You cannot show a hint of shyness, otherwise, people will quickly deduce that you are here specifically to gather information."

Su Ming’an understood this point, but Noel was indeed too skilled.

"As for why I know their names." Noel cleared his throat, "Some articles read in forums suggest that in such places, ladies usually adopt names like these."

"I really didn’t expect you would be interested in such articles," Su Ming’an remarked.

They sat down in the private room, and soon, two beautiful ladies came in, surrounding Su Ming’an. One was holding a guqin, and the other carrying a tea set.

"Young master, let me play a tune for you," said the girl in a red dress named Chunhua, renowned for her musical talents.

She held the guqin tightly against Su Ming’an’s arm. At that moment, Su Ming’an truly wished to pull Noel over as a shield, but unfortunately, Xiaocui and Chunhua wouldn’t cater to a beautiful blonde.

"Young master, I’ll make tea for you," said the girl in a green dress named Xiaocui, with beautiful eyes, as she picked up the teapot and started making tea. But in Su Ming’an’s eyes, Xiaocui’s tea-making was very poor, perhaps because he had seen better.

The live broadcast room was enviously ablaze. Although Su Ming’an was slightly tormented, to onlookers, it appeared enjoyable:

[So the Tenth World is about drinking tea and listening to tunes, I’m so envious.]

[That peach blossom brew looks delicious, Noel has already drunk two large bowls, Su Ming’an is only sipping plain tea.]

[The tea brewed by the beauty can’t be compared with that brewed by Lv Shu. Tea made by a beauty must taste better.]

[It’s like being on vacation. It seems the Tenth World is indeed warm and healing, the World Game has not deceived us; later, let’s have some intrigue in the Prince’s Mansion with a little husband-wife drama, back garden disputes, I love watching those.]

[Without Lin Yin and the others breaking in, I’m not very impressed.]

[...]

Su Ming’an drank tea while listening to people talk below.

"...The waterway of Chen Family Town has been haunted, scaring off merchant ships that dare not approach..."

"...The ancient heritage of Penglai Fairy Island is bound to be mysterious, who doesn’t want to seek immortality..."

"...Speaking of the Eligibles, truly they are like ginsengfruit, their blood not only suppresses ’abnormalities’, drinking it also strengthens the body, enhances talent. Over the past century, thirty-one Eligibles have circulated in the Jianghu, all went to the frontline, among them, eighteen died from assassination by their own kind, leaving only skeletons when dead, not a shred of flesh remaining. So which force exactly is behind this..."

"...Who doesn’t want to be extraordinarily talented themselves? Maybe it’s the Qingyang Sword Sect, maybe the Taqing Sect, or maybe the Royal Family. Everyone wants a bite of the ginsengfruit, now even if there are Eligibles, they dare not step forward voluntarily..."

"...Eligibles are heroes, even one is enough to match ten thousand soldiers, eliminate hundreds of ’abnormalities’. Assassins devour their flesh and blood for personal gain, they are no less than traitors. Every dead Eligible equates to the lives of thousands of soldiers and civilians..."

Su Ming’an found himself slightly tipsy while drinking tea, he looked up and saw Noel gulping wine, with the aroma drifting his way, making his face blush.

"Oh, your face is red," Chunhua laughed, her hands starting to misbehave.

Su Ming’an pressed her hand down to stop her from moving.

"Speaking of the Eldest Prince’s attitude, it’s truly peculiar..."

Just at that moment, someone below started discussing the Eldest Prince, and Su Ming’an focused his attention.

The speaker was a scholarly master, shaking his folding fan, "Clearly the Eldest Prince was previously in poor health, but suddenly one day his ailments vanished, he wants to support the Second Prince to the throne, while only wishing to be a carefree vagabond. He really stopped getting involved in political affairs afterward and drifted around entertainment venues, becoming a debonair wanderer."

"I think he was forced into it. Clearly, his literary and martial skills are optimal, yet the Second Prince is quite mediocre, and not sure what the Emperor is thinking, showing such favoritism."

"Shh, you dare speak such words... Are you mad..."

Just then.

Footsteps were heard from the entrance.

A person appeared, hair tied with a jade crown, face like polished jade, cloaked in a large cape, with white jade pendants hanging from the waist, flanked by beauties on both sides. When he arrived, those who had been loudly talking clammed up like quail, falling silent.

Su Ming’an was stunned, every time he saw that face, it felt like looking in a mirror.

—Xiao Jingsan!

He would actually come to such a place late at night to drink wine?

Wasn’t Xiao Jingsan just summoned by the State Preceptor? After meeting the State Preceptor, he came here for flower wine, his schedule sure is busy.

To others, Xiao Jingsan is the legitimate Eldest Prince, the purple-robed boss immediately greeted him with a smile, girls around him like butterflies not wanting to leave. It was clear Xiao Jingsan was a regular here.

Xiao Jingsan faced the ladies, shook his ink-stained fan, smiling indifferently. He brought several girls into the inner chamber, a scent of wine lingering around him. Even facing their passionate words, he responded effortlessly.

Watching this person with his own face, surrounded by companions, laughing like a romantic wanderer, Su Ming’an felt a strange sensation. He hadn’t expected he could also show such expression.

Just then, a sound of the guqin was heard from the main hall, and the purple-robed boss stepped on the stage, loudly announcing:

"The Eldest Prince requests all ladies to accompany him, dear guests, apologies."

Such a presumptuous command, yet the people below dared not show any resentment. Even Chunhua and Xiaocui could only bid farewell to Su Ming’an.

"Young master, you must find us next time."

"Young master, we will miss you."

As they bade farewell, they were quite reluctant to part.

Seeing them leave, Su Ming’an became relaxed.

—Finally gone! Just two of them already felt torturous.

Xiao Jingsan, you really can handle it.

Su Ming’an closed the wooden window. Noel had already gone to rest next door, waiting for the Sun to rise before going out on the streets to avoid encountering ’abnormalities.’

Su Ming’an just wanted to lie down when he heard a "knock knock," someone was knocking on the door.

He opened the door, and standing there was the purple-robed innkeeper. She glanced at Su Ming’an’s face and smiled, "I sincerely apologize for earlier, young master. I know you’re of noble status, not an ordinary person. That crude martial man in the hall has left, and I wouldn’t dare neglect you."

The innkeeper stepped aside, revealing a young girl in a white dress with a delicate and enchanting appearance. The innkeeper smiled and said:

"This girl just started today, here specifically to accompany you, hoping to make up for our establishment’s shortcomings. Please accept her; fifty silvers will do, it’s half-price. If you like, you can take her with you for five hundred silvers."

Su Ming’an was taken aback, "No need."

"Is that so?" The innkeeper sighed, "Indeed, with a foreign beauty beside you, young master, why would you need such a simple companion?"

She held her smoking pipe and turned to the girl in the white dress, "Bailian, you heard him, this gentleman doesn’t want you. You should just honestly go accompany that Zhu merchant."

Bailian kept her head down, her fingers clutching the hem of her dress, her lips pressed into a line.

Her eyes glimmered with moisture, like a fragile willow swaying in the wind, a sight that tugged at one’s heartstrings.

Su Ming’an truly couldn’t keep her. He had too many hidden dangers, it wasn’t suitable to keep a girl here. His identity as an eligible was like being a Tang monk among monsters. Without royal backing, or sect protection, if his identity was discovered, there would be endless assassination attempts. Although they might not be his match, they could certainly distract him.

Just as he intended to close the door, the girl in the white dress suddenly reached out and gripped his robes tightly.

"I’m begging you, young master, please keep me!" she pleaded tearfully, "That Zhu merchant is sickly and likes to mistreat people. If I go, there’s no good end for me. Please keep me."

"Young master, I’m begging you, I’ve studied at a girls’ school, I can read and write, and I know some talismans. I can be of help to you. If you’re interested in the Penglai Immortals, I know some of the rules. Please keep me!"

Su Ming’an was startled; he was just about to speak when he heard a young woman’s voice.

[This young master smells so good, could he be an eligible? If I strategize him, I could get new props.]

[Should I strategize him, or find a chance to kill him? If I strategize him, I’ll gain a lot of points. If I kill him and eat him, my talent will soar. Even capturing him and draining his blood would be a good option.]

[Either way, I have to stay by his side. First, find out his strength and identity, don’t act rashly. In this capital city where danger lurks, I must be cautious as someone from the countryside.]

...

Before him was clearly a girl crying with swollen red eyes, but Su Ming’an heard these as if they were thoughts from her heart. He looked at the girl in astonishment; she still gazed at him with tearful beauty, but he heard more and more thoughts.

[Why is he looking at me so surprised?]

[Initial favorability is actually 5 points, truly a cold-hearted man. Even seeing me cry like this, he seems unmoved, and hasn’t added a single point of favorability.]

[Hmm... is he the aloof type? I must think of a way to approach from his interests and hobbies.]

...

Su Ming’an realized—he seemed able to hear the thoughts of this young woman.

Could it be the Eldest Prince’s talent skill as an eligible? Mind Reading? But it seemed like he could currently only hear this girl’s thoughts.

Su Ming’an slightly curled his lips, his gaze deliberately softened, but he still felt no emotions towards the girl.

Sure enough, the girl’s thoughts echoed.

[Ah, he smiled at me.]

[His favorability towards me increased by five points, after all, when I cry so beautifully, no one disallows it. Next, I should strive to strategize him to one hundred points of favorability.]

Su Ming’an understood, it seemed the girl had a favorability system in front of her eyes; in her perspective, he should be marked with a [Favorability 5 points] sign. The better attitude he displayed towards her, even if he felt nothing inside, this favorability system would increase.

Based on listening to the girl’s thoughts, she seemed like an indigenous person in an ancient world who accidentally acquired a "favorability system" opportunity, enhancing her own powers by strategizing the opposite sex. However, this favorability system wasn’t very smart, incapable of reading Su Ming’an’s inner thoughts, only able to judge from his surface behavior if he was being strategized.

Really interesting.

He had always been the one strategizing NPCs, now someone was trying to strategize him. Even though the Tenth World had only revealed the tip of the iceberg, he already sensed its complexity.

"Then she can stay," Su Ming’an said, handing the purse Noel gave him to the innkeeper, which contained a silver note worth five hundred silvers.

The purple-robed innkeeper grinned obsequiously, "Young master is indeed generous, Bailian is yours; you must treat her well, she’s an easily timid and shy girl."

...Timid?

Su Ming’an neither confirmed nor denied. This timid girl’s thoughts were brimming with murderous intent.

The wooden door closed, Bailian stood timidly at the doorway, outwardly timid and quiet, but her thoughts were furiously exploding in Su Ming’an’s ears:

[He seems so charming, more enticing than the likes of the second prince, with a strange allure about him.]

[Is it just a desire to devour... or something else? As an exotic species, blending in among humans isn’t easy. Having found someone edible, and an eligible no less, is truly hitting the jackpot.]

[But... I kind of don’t want to kill him. For some reason, his aura doesn’t incite hostility in me. Tonight, I guess I’ll accompany him.]

...

Exotic species.

Su Ming’an was inwardly alarmed. This infamous "exotic species" that everyone dreaded, was none other than the girl in front of him.

It is said "exotic species" are life forms generated by "abnormalities." Some people invaded by "abnormalities" also become these "exotic species." Where exotic species pass, they bring nothing but carnage, like specters, constantly killing with their [instant death rule], feeding on the blood, flesh, and bones of others, extremely cruel and violent, with village and town slaughters not uncommon, most are extremely powerful and terrifying, like natural disasters.

Each appearance of an exotic species demands countless lives to test and identify the means of suppressing them with [rules].

Yet, the girl before him resembled an ordinary girl. She had even successfully hid among people, unlike typical exotic species who are hideously obvious, no one could guess she was a humanoid beast.

"Young master..." Bailian adjusted her expression, softly calling, drawing closer to Su Ming’an with measured steps.

[Alright, come hug me, you humans are all the same, calling ’wife’ when you see someone beautiful.] she thought to herself.

Su Ming’an wore a peculiar expression, taking a step back, he sat on the bed and pointed to the ground.

"Young master, do you prefer the floor?" Bailian’s voice was coquettish, her smile breathtaking.

[Earlier putting on an air of being a gentleman, now showing his true colors. Even thinking of the floor.] she mused.

However, Su Ming’an kept pointing to the ground, yet shook his head.

"You sleep on the floor," Su Ming’an said callously.

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