The Demon King is an Idiot [BL]-Chapter 98: I’ll steal your face!
With a red nose, chapped lips, moist puffy eyes, and tear stains that still decorated his cheeks, Hua Tianshu burned the two transportation talismans and they were immediately transported to Xiujiang.
The city still looked to be as gloomy as ever and for obvious reasons, Hua Tianshu’s current demeanor perfectly matched the atmosphere of the city.
As soon as they entered the city, a familiar man approached them from the shadows, "I was told to escort you to our leader."
This man was the puppet master that they had first met when they came here looking for the information guild.
Hua Tianshu didn’t look at the man nor did he pay any attention to what he had said. It was also questionable whether he remembered the man or not.
With an awkward chuckled, Duan Luoyang stepped up as he spoke, "My master isn’t feeling very well. Please excuse his rudeness."
The puppet master only nodded his head as he heard this and when he glanced at Hua Tianshu’s face, the expression on his face was clearly that of pity.
For some reason, Duan Luoyang was the one getting embarrassed on behalf of Hua Tianshu.
The puppet master led them to the information guild where Bai YiJun was already waiting for them.
As soon as Bai YiJun saw Hua Tianshu’s face, he burst out laughing. Unlike the puppet master, Bai YiJun did not feel any pity for the man who looked like he had been crying for half a day.
"Did you get rejected already?" Bai YiJun asked teasingly, unable to stop laughing.
With a single try, he had guessed accurately and tears once again started streaming down Hua Tianshu’s face.
At this point, Duan Luoyang also wanted to cry but not because of heartbreak. He wanted to cry because he was too embarrassed!
"Hua Tianshu, this expression really suits you. It brings out your ugliness," Bai YiJun commented, adding fuel to the fire.
"He rejected me because I’m ugly?" Hua Tianshu started crying even harder.
Bai YiJun also laughed harder to the point where he almost fell out of his wheelchair.
"Young Master Bai, please stop teasing my Shizun. He is already having a hard time," Duan Luoyang spoke up with a sigh as he stepped forward.
Bai YiJun clicked his tongue as he heard this and immediately replied, "Young Man, it’s not every day that I get to see my rival cry like this. Let me enjoy it while it lasts."
"..."
"I can change my face!" Hua Tianshu suddenly cried out loud, "If my face is the problem, I can change it!"
Hua Tianshu suddenly sniffled back his tears and glared at Bai YiJun as he shouted, "I’ll make myself look like you!"
Bai YiJun almost choked on empty air as he heard this and uncontrollably laughed.
"Pfft- Hua Tianshu, are you also agreeing that I look better than you?"
Hua Tianshu suddenly remembered the time when they were trapped inside the demon king’s illusion and Jie Fu Lian had kissed him, mistaking him for Bai YiJun.
Every time he thought back to that memory, he had a sudden urge to strangle Bai YiJun to death, but of course, Bai YiJun who had no idea what had happened could not know the reason behind Hua Tianshu’s anger.
"He seemed to like your face!" Hua Tianshu whined, "So I’ll steal your face!"
Bai YiJun almost had tears coming out of his eyes from laughing too hard and Duan Luoyang helplessly face-palmed himself.
"Hua Tianshu, it’s not my fault that I was blessed with such a beautiful face," Bai YiJun didn’t forget to boast about himself as he added salt to the wound.
"I’ll rip your skin off and wear it if I have to!" Hua Tianshu exclaimed and Bai YiJun finally stopped laughing.
"Eh?" Bai YiJun looked at the man with his eyes wide open as he tried to understand whether the man was being serious or not. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢
Hua Tianshu immediately reached his hand out front and walked a few steps forward toward Bai YiJun.
Bai YiJun immediately rolled the wheels of his wheelchair backward and tried to escape with his life and skin as fast as he could.
"Shizun?" Duan Luoyang also looked shocked and immediately grabbed a hold of Hua Tianshu’s hand and pulled him back as he stopped the man from doing something that he would later regret, "Stop it. You can’t rip his skin out. You aren’t a demon. You are a righteous cultivator. Don’t think about using such despicable methods. Uncle Fu won’t be happy at all!"
Using Uncle Fu’s name was pretty effective and he was successfully able to stop the man.
"... Ming..." Hua Tianshu’s muffled words could hardly be heard as he looked down at the ground and barely muttered out, "I miss..."
Duan Luoyang pursed his lips into a thin line and tried his best not to slap some sense into his Shizun.
Bai YiJun took this time to completely escape and hid himself well, leaving only his voice to be heard.
He cleared his throat as he spoke, "Hua Tianshu, I don’t know what happened but I’m sure crying like this won’t solve anything. In the first place itself, that guy you brought along didn’t even look as handsome as Brother Ming. If you want to cry like this, cry over Brother Ming, not some random replacement you found."
Hua Tianshu cried harder as he heard this.
"..." Bai YiJun felt as if he had said something wrong and although he felt a little guilty, he couldn’t bring himself to apologize.
Bai YiJun rubbed his head as he sighed and spoke up once again, "Forget it. I’m not good at consoling so let’s ignore your tears for a moment. This wasn’t the purpose of your visit, was it? Let’s first talk about what you came here for, you can do the crying later."
Hua Tianshu crouched down to the ground and hugged his knees close like a child as he continued to cry.
"..." Bai YiJun no longer knew if he wanted to laugh or not. On one hand, he was still enjoying Hua Tianshu’s despair but on the other, he was also getting annoyed at the man’s overreacting self.
"Hua Tianshu, If Brother Ming saw you like this... He’d probably think you were possessed by a ghost," Bai YiJun muttered to himself as he shook his head in disappointment.
His thoughts were certainly accurate. Even in his wildest of dreams, Jie Fu Lian would never imagine that one day Hua Tianshu would be crying in front of his rival like a little child.
Duan Luoyang scratched the back of his neck as he spoke up, "Young Master Bai, can you arrange us a room? It looks like Shizun still needs time to calm down. We’ll talk tomorrow."
Bai YiJun sighed, "Alright."
"No!" Hua Tianshu shouted out loud, "I don’t want a room!"
Duan Luoyang frowned as he heard this and looked at his unreasonable Shizun as he asked, "Then what does Shizun need?"
"Alcohol!" Hua Tianshu exclaimed, "I’m going to drink all day! Drink, Drink and Drink my sorrows away!"
Duan Luoyang gulped as he heard this and for a second, he wondered if it was alright for him to knock his Shizun out.
"I’ll arrange a room and a lot of alcohol for you," Bai YiJun wanted to quickly settle this matter so he sighed as he spoke up.
"You need to be there too!" Hua Tianshu suddenly insisted and Bai YiJun almost puked as he heard this.
They weren’t even close enough to drink tea together and Hua Tianshu already wanted to share alcohol...?!
"Unacceptable!" Bai YiJun gritted out.
More tears started streaming down Hua Tianshu’s eyes and he looked like a little child that had been harshly scolded by a scary uncle.
In the end, the scary uncle, Bai YiJun, could not win against the crying pitiful child and hence, he surrendered.
Bai YiJun took the two to a tavern and booked a private room for them. Countless bottles of liquor were also bought and everything was paid for by Hua Tianshu whose wallet had been secretly snatched by Bai YiJun.
Hua Tianshu cried, whined, drank, and cried some more. As if drinking by himself was not enough, he would also force the other two to drink along with him.
Duan Luoyang was not very good with alcohol and hence he mostly avoided it, but when Hua Tianshu was pushing a cup of Osmanthus wine towards his mouth, he had no choice but to drink.
Compared to Duan Luoyang, Bai YiJun was a lot more obedient. He was afraid of being personally fed alcohol by Hua Tianshu so he filled his own cup and drank it before Hua Tianshu could say anything.
Hua Tianshu and Bai YiJun both had a strong alcohol tolerance but after forty bottles, even they had hit their limit.
Duan Luoyang, who had passed out after just a single bottle, peacefully slept with his face planted on a plate of side dishes.
"Bai YiJun, I hate you."
"Hua Tianshu, I hate you more."
The two pointed at each other and kept repeating the same thing over and over again. Insults effortlessly rolled out of their tongues and although they were completely wasted, they did not forget to remind themselves and others that they hated each other.
