Tu Xiao'an still couldn't truly understand why she would go to such great lengths to disguise herself as an ugly woman in her thirties. He asked casually, "What's your purpose for disguising yourself like this?"

'Could she be a spy sent to Earth by aliens?'

Of course, that was just a twisted thought.

The boss lady was naturally enchanting. Her long, thick eyelashes fluttered as she said, "No purpose. It's fun."

"Fun?"

Tu Xiao'an was stunned. 'Is she just doing this because she's got nothing better to do?'

'Or is it just a matter of doing whatever she pleases?'

But clearly, her answer did little to satisfy Tu Xiao'an's wild speculation, and his eyes remained fixed on her.

The boss lady then said slyly, "You know, beautiful women get hit on all the time. But when I'm disguised in this ugly form, not only do I avoid getting hit on, I can go and hit on others."

Such an unbeatable response left Tu Xiao'an speechless.

'Thinking it over, it actually made some sense. Would you rather be the one getting hit on, or the one doing the hitting on?'

If you were to ask a man, he would decisively answer, "I like both."

But a woman might not feel the same way.

"So you disguise yourself for fun. Then what is your identity?"

The "identity" Tu Xiao'an asked about wasn't her legal one, or even her profession, but rather whether she was human, ghost, or Demon.

"And what is your identity?" the boss lady retorted with a question of her own.

Without a second thought, Tu Xiao'an replied, "Human."

"Then I'm human, too." She raised a playful eyebrow.

'What does she mean by 'then'...' Tu Xiao'an was at a loss for words. He immediately noticed a peculiar look in her eyes. A wide, knowing grin spread across her stunning face, like a crafty fox who could see right through him. The look made Tu Xiao'an feel inexplicably nervous.

'Don't tell me she's figured out I'm a Snake Spirit?'

Whether she had figured it out or not, Tu Xiao'an had absolutely no intention of voluntarily telling her he was a Snake Spirit.

Since neither of them was being honest, the topic came to an abrupt halt.

It wasn't that Tu Xiao'an wanted to be nosy; he had come in purely out of curiosity. He was baffled as to why she emanated no aura whatsoever.

They say curiosity killed the cat, but Tu Xiao'an was now skilled enough to be daring.

He was no longer some venomous snake constantly worried about being caught.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the small bedroom grew awkward. The man and woman stood in silence, looking at each other, sizing one another up.

Each harboring their own hidden motives.

After three minutes, the stunningly beautiful boss lady, perhaps tired from standing, lazily leaned back onto the soft bed. The movement further accentuated her perfect, devilish figure, creating a picture of pure aesthetic beauty.

She was, after all, wearing nothing but her lingerie. Her skin was fairer than snow, luminous and pale, and a faint blush crept onto her gorgeous face. "So, little brother," she purred, "do you still want to give it a try?"

Hearing her words, Tu Xiao'an knew exactly what she meant by "give it a try." His heart lurched, and a strange sensation washed over him.

This was completely different from before. The boss lady with the homely face had a good figure, but her face had been unbearable to look at. Now, however, an impeccable, top-class beauty was lying on the bed. A fair, smooth body was displayed right before Tu Xiao'an's eyes.

He could just pounce on her and get it over with.

However, a hint of shyness appeared on Tu Xiao'an's face, mixed with a deeper sense of helplessness.

He never claimed to be some honorable gentleman and disdained the whole notion of remaining chaste when a beauty throws herself at you. When a woman offered herself up so freely, why the hell would he be polite? The frustrating part, however, was that this body of his was an illusory form, and it didn't seem to be able to satisfy his needs in *that* department.

'All show and no go.'

AHEM... AHEM...

"I was just testing you. I'm not that kind of person."

'He should have added another line: And when I do get casual, I'm not human...!'

'Besides, he wasn't human to begin with.'

Still, Tu Xiao'an could only come up with a high-sounding excuse for his all-show-and-no-go body. His eyes, however, were anything but honest, scanning the beauty on the bed from head to toe. 'Can't touch, but getting a good look isn't a total loss,' he thought.

"Don't tell me you're still a virgin?"

Hearing Tu Xiao'an back down, the boss lady grew even more brazen. Secretly, however, she was actually terrified that he would pounce.

Tu Xiao'an didn't want to get bogged down by this topic. He suddenly felt there was no reason to stay any longer. This woman wasn't going to tell him the truth anyway, and he couldn't gauge her strength at all.

He could even feel a faint sense of danger from her. Moreover, though her words were bold, Tu Xiao'an was no fool. If he really did pounce, he likely wouldn't be met with a soft, warm embrace, but with a deadly blade.

After all, lust is a blade hanging over a man's head.

'Time to go. Let's just mind our own business,' he thought.

Having made up his mind, Tu Xiao'an took one last look at her perfect body and turned to leave.

"So useless..."

The boss lady's voice came from behind him, as if she were muttering to herself. The only problem was, that "mutter" was way too damn loud.

It was as if she was afraid he wouldn't hear her.

Tu Xiao'an whipped his head around and shot her a vicious glare, committing her words to memory. 'In the future, once I achieve my true Transformation, the first person I'm coming back to deal with is this woman,' he vowed.

"Hey... What's your name?"

Just as Tu Xiao'an was about to leave the small bedroom, her lazy, enchanting voice called out again.

He paused and said coolly, "Tu Xiao'an."

He took another step, but her lazy voice called out once more, "Don't you want to know my name?"

"Then tell me."

"You want to know? Well, I'm just not going to tell you."

'Damn it, I really want to pounce on her.'

Tu Xiao'an gritted his teeth. He knew he was being toyed with. His useless body put him at a clear disadvantage, so he could only swallow his anger for now and stride away.

After leaving the small bedroom, he heard her voice one more time.

"Remember, my name is Luo Ziyun."

'Luo Ziyun? What an old-fashioned name.'

By now, Tu Xiao'an was back in the main part of the shop. Several of the earlier customers were still there, looking as if they had been waiting for him to come out. When they saw him, they asked with teasing smirks, "Hey, little bro, how was the boss lady?"

"If you want to know, why don't you go in and try for yourselves?" Tu Xiao'an rolled his eyes.

The customers all chuckled sheepishly. "We don't have such... *strong* tastes as you do, little bro."

'Tch... Idiots.'

Tu Xiao'an sneered to himself. 'A bunch of clueless fools. The woman in there is a peerless beauty, the kind that could topple nations.'

When he reached the entrance, the tall and formidable bouncer stopped him. "You haven't paid your bill," the bouncer said coldly. "It's 198 yuan."

Tu Xiao'an was in a foul mood now. He shouted, "Didn't you hear your boss say my meal was free?"

Startled by Tu Xiao'an's sudden outburst, the burly man scratched his head in confusion. It seemed like he remembered something to that effect.

Tu Xiao'an couldn't be bothered to argue with him and strode out the door. The man looked intimidating, but he didn't seem to be the sharpest tool in the shed.

He was, however, an Awakened Martial Cultivator. Tu Xiao'an had seen through him with a single glance.