The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?
Chapter 455 - 374: Why Don’t You Go to the Servicing Department Instead?

Chapter 455: Chapter 374: Why Don’t You Go to the Servicing Department Instead?

"Give it a rest, you old fart. Even if another 1223 years pass, I still won’t agree to your request."

Elder Qing said with an expressionless face.

"Sister Qing, we’ve been childhood sweethearts and grew up together. How can you still not understand my feelings for you? Why do you simply refuse to accept me?"

Duan Yaojiu sighed.

"Your feelings for me? Are you referring to that time when you said it was an emergency, asked to borrow a large sum of money from me, and ended up paying off the gambling debt for that bitch Duan Yaojiu?"

Elder Qing scoffed coldly.

"Cough cough, that’s all in the past now. Duan Yaojiu has already changed hands; why still hold on to such things?"

Duan Yaojiu said a bit awkwardly.

"Besides, I’ve paid you back the money."

He continued.

"Is a hundred bucks from back then the same as a hundred bucks now?"

Elder Qing’s tone went up a notch.

"Then I’ll give you interest, does that settle it?"

Duan Yaojiu’s volume also increased.

"What is this tone of yours, as if it’s a given to pay interest when borrowing money? Why does it sound like I am the one begging you?"

Elder Qing raised his voice to overtalk him.

"Then how about I beg you? Please, your old gracefulness, mercifully accept this humble person’s interest."

Duan Yaojiu bowed, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

"You think you’re the only one who can bow?"

Angry now, Elder Qing also bent down to bow, with parts hanging from his Witch’s clothes clanging noisily.

"Tch!"

Seeing this, Duan Yaojiu bent even deeper.

"Hmph!"

Elder Qing did the same in kind.

"Uncle, Minister Duan Yaojiu, that’s enough, really."

After several rounds, Liu Zheng, who had been watching the show, couldn’t help but step in to stop them.

Even though this elderly melodrama was quite entertaining, if they kept bowing like this, soon their heads would be buried in their behinds.

They probably wouldn’t come to any harm, but witnessing this kind of scene was still too shocking, especially for someone just arrived.

"You make him (her) stop first!"

Elder Qing and Duan Yaojiu said simultaneously.

"How about I count down from three to one, and you both stop at the same time, okay?"

Liu Zheng asked helplessly.

The two men didn’t speak, but their silence was as good as consent.

"Three, two, one!"

As he shouted "one," Elder Qing and Duan Yaojiu both straightened up simultaneously.

They did so with such speed that it looked as if a bent spring had been released, which was quite eerie to witness.

"Alright, I don’t want to hear any more nonsense. Do you want my nephew or not?"

Elder Qing said impatiently

"Of course, I want your nephew."

Duan Yaojiu said without hesitation.

"However, he still needs to do an entry test. You know, our bathhouse caters to those kinds of customers, and if he’s not up to par, taking him in would actually be a disservice."

He quickly added.

"You think I don’t know that? My nephew’s capability, how could there be a problem?"

While Elder Qing said this, his gaze turned to Liu Zheng.

The latter nodded slightly.

"Then that’s for the best, I’ll take him for the test right now. Don’t you go anywhere, if he doesn’t pass, you’ll take him back."

Duan Yaojiu said upon seeing this.

"Okay."

"Young man, come on in."

Duan Yaojiu said to Liu Zheng.

He had no intention of asking for Liu Zheng’s name, nor was it necessary.

If the test didn’t go well, he wouldn’t need to know Liu Zheng’s name.

If the test went well, Liu Zheng would have a new name.

"Alright."

As he entered the Paper House, Duan Yaojiu immediately pulled the paper door shut without leaving a crack.

Duan Yaojiu’s room was a bit larger than Elder Qing’s, and the furnishings like low tables and cabinets also looked more upscale, with added decorations including massage tools.

But this made sense, as Elder Qing was merely an old technical worker, while Duan Yaojiu was already a department head.

"My time is precious, so let’s skip the small talk. Young man, what kind of techniques were you trained in before?"

Duan Yaojiu inquired.

"I’m not really sure of the technique, but the master who taught me said it’s been passed down in our family."

Liu Zheng replied somewhat truthfully and deceitfully.

"Oh? And who’s your master?"

Duan Yaojiu showed interest.

"My master is named Chen Xuewu, who inherited Chen’s Baji Fist and Chen’s massage bone-setting. An ancestor of his once opened a medical clinic called Baozi Forest."

"Baozi Forest? Never heard of it. However, integrating martial arts with medicine indeed seems legit. Let’s see what your Chen’s massage bone-setting is all about."

Duan Yaojiu walked to a massage table in the corner of the room and took off his shirt.

His upper body was covered with crisscrossed muscles, layered and well-defined, looking as if they were built with blocks.

The mermaid lines on either side of his belly button were particularly clear, adorned with vivid feathers lying flat against the skin, looking extremely exquisite.

With a body combining strength and beauty like that, even if he chose to be a gigolo instead of a masseur, he would have great prospects.

Of course, being a gigolo who knew massage would be even more promising.

No wonder Elder Qing was swindled by Duan Yaojiu when he was younger; with that physique coupled with a handsome youthful face, any aesthetically oriented being with a preference for males would be hard-pressed to resist.

"Do it while we talk. Practical skill is obviously fundamental, but to advance in the art of massage, theoretical knowledge is also essential."

Having said that, Duan Yaojiu lay down on the massage table.

The massage table was about two meters long and one and a half meters wide, a rather uncommon size.

To save space in reality, massage tables are usually only about seventy-five centimeters wide.

If you happened to come across a bed this wide while staying overnight at a massage parlor, that would indeed be a stroke of luck.