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Chapter 452 - 418: The Juice-Squeezing Enchantress

Chapter 452: Chapter 418: The Juice-Squeezing Enchantress

When the presence of the mirrored woman completely faded away,

Young Master Qi finally stood up from the ground with a smile.

The peculiar deaths of several people at Mount Gui did not cause him too much panic,

precisely because he was certain that this woman would have his back, and indeed, things played out exactly as he had predicted.

"Juicy Princess, that’s quite a good name~"

This name made Young Master Qi’s face involuntarily reveal a weird and quirky expression.

However, as soon as he thought about the mirrored woman’s attitude towards him just now, the smile on his face slowly disappeared.

"Nothing but a beautiful and tempting beast, she even dared to call me a dog! Once my divine powers are fully developed, the first thing I will deal with is this licentious demoness!"

The mere thought of the woman’s strange and sexy tongue made Young Master Qi’s heart involuntarily rise with lust.

True tongue talent indeed~

Just thinking about that scene made him feel somewhat unsteady.

...

Although it was supposed to be two hours, it actually took less than an hour for an almost transparent Soul Body to drift into Young Master Qi’s residence.

"It’s supposed to be a rich household, right? This is it?"

"Uh, Miss Juicy, the main thing is that the work I do for my master can’t withstand the light..."

Even though the other’s body was transparent, Young Master Qi still stared straight at the soul.

Dressed in a small blue skirt, with a pair of little white shoes beneath, willowy waist, full hips, long legs, and a front view with an overwhelming visual impact...

Especially the way she walked with a swaying, unsatisfied expression; it was as if the words "I’m very greedy" were written all over her face.

Hiss...

Business is business; Juicy Princess lived up to her name, indeed alluring. Just looking at her like this gave Young Master Qi a feeling of soreness in his waist and back.

Juicy Princess didn’t say much, only to see her float into the yard, directly into a large vat.

Young Master Qi: "?"

"What are you standing there for? Find something to cover the mouth of this vat. We, the crafty ones, don’t like sunlight, don’t you know?"

Ah, what?

The unsaid was a bit abstract.

After mulling it over, Young Master Qi still planned to persuade Juicy Princess. Aside from anything else, even the most powerful master would look unimpressive emerging from a water vat during a fight.

It wouldn’t just be unimpressive; it would also be kind of funny...

Without fighting, it would weaken the opponent’s momentum by a third.

"Miss Juicy, although the house isn’t big, we still have an empty room. If you don’t like sunlight, I can find you a room away from the light and cover all the doors and windows with black cloth."

"You know nothing! I am the legendary one-in-a-thousand sensitive ’Soul Body’ constitution; I like water but fear light, I love shade and dread the sun. A vat... is most suitable for me! If you feel like it’s not enough for me, a whole pond would also do."

Nani?

Young Master Qi wore a helpless, amused expression.

The enemy is probably going to be at our door any moment now, when would I have time to dig a pond for you, dig it right now?

And what exactly is a ’sensitive Soul Body’ constitution?

Young Master Qi prided himself on being a semi-scholar, and he had never heard of this miraculous constitution before.

"Alright, as long as Miss Juicy is happy. The enemy might be at our door soon, and I hope Miss Juicy will be ready to lend a hand."

"Hmm?"

A soft ’eh?’ came from the vat.

The ghostly woman seemed to be considering something, then quickly rejected Young Master Qi’s suggestion.

"No can do, it’s the noon hour now. Not only is the sun harsh and the yang energy strong, but it’s also my nap time. My work hours are from the hour of Chen to rest, then continuing at the hour of Shen, and then resting again."

Fine, fine, fine, you want to play it like this?

"But what if they come knocking this afternoon?"

Master Qi asked suspiciously.

"You could ask them to return in the evening, right? Although I’m off at night, I’m much stronger then and can go crazy with... juicing. But you’d have to pay me overtime."

"No, sis, it’s not a matter of whether to pay overtime or not, the problem is they might arrive any moment now!"

Master Qi emphasized the crucial point once again.

"Yes, I know, didn’t I say that? When they arrive, just tell them to come back at night. But you’d have to pay me for overtime."

At the same time, Miss Juice Squeezer stressed the importance of overtime pay, as was crystal clear in the bizarre master-servant contract she had signed with Big White Sister.

She’d work only two hours a day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon.

She wouldn’t work under the blistering sun, nor when it was windy or rainy, nor when she was in a bad mood.

With weekends off, no work during the winter or summer holidays, days off during all other holidays, and not only was she off work for the Chinese New Year, Big White Sister had to pay her a thirteenth-month bonus.

She was available to work at night, but it would cost three times her usual wage.

Master Qi: .....

When the other party remained silent, Miss Juice Squeezer curiously poked her translucent head out of the water tank.

"Why aren’t you saying anything? We all work under Big White, you should be aware of these benefits," she remarked.

Master Qi raised his head, revealing a smile uglier than a cry.

(;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`)"Yeah, who could disagree, I get it, I’m treated all the same, not a bit of difference in the perks."

"Then why are you crying?"

"The wind today is strong, and it blew sand into my eyes..."

I’ve really gone to the dogs!

I used to think when that beast said it was "as loyal as a dog," it was just a hyperbolic adjective.

It never occurred to me it was quite literally a possessive pronoun!

The bit about weekends off and whatnot, Master Qi couldn’t even see a single strand of it, not to mention he’d done his fair share of dirty and tiring work. And if Big White needed him, he’d even have to pay out of pocket!

Paying to work?

At this moment, Master Qi felt no different from those mythical beasts that defy the heavens.

Isn’t this just a pure and simple mule?

’Thump, thump, thump~’

Just then, a knocking interrupted Master Qi’s thoughts.

"Excuse me, is anyone home?"

"Someone’s here, I’m weak during the day, try to make them come back at night," said Miss Juice Squeezer before plopping back in the tank, her form growing even more transparent, almost undetectable.

With no other choice, Master Qi braced himself to respond.

It was just a matter of stalling until night, and he had his ways...

Opening the door, a peculiar quartet caught Master Qi’s eye.

A man in Taoist robes with golden hair, one could tell he indulged in frequent "solo sessions," given the lifeless eyes, puffy eyelids, and a drained appearance.

Master Qi was all too familiar with it...

The little Taoist accompanying him seemed relatively normal, except for his eyes that kept darting around, probably not the best sort of fellow.

Then, there was a shy boy in white, likely the one who knocked; he even blushed and stepped back awkwardly when Master Qi glanced at him.

Lastly, the exceptional little lass with bunny clips in her hair; she appeared quite fierce but somehow gave Master Qi the impression she was all bark and no bite.

Seriously?

These four, so obviously an abstract crew, could win against those four bizarre beings?