Another World Trip: Journey with My Cat and an Otaku Loli Goddess Chapter 317 - Shady Business Practise

Suddenly, an arrogant voice echoed out, which caused everyone’s expression to darken.

“Hmph! This shop’s quality must be lacking if they allow beggars to enter!”

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So we turned around to leave only to hear the mating call of a young master. Because of this, we turned back and there was a whole infestation of them.

I say infestation because there was a whole ass group of them. The one in front was obviously the leader too.

He was tall and wore extravagant robes that showed off his wealth. He appeared handsome and the air of a young master radiated from him in waves. Not only that, his spiritual breath was obvious, since he didn’t bother to conceal it like my low-key ass.

Nevertheless, he was a Two Core Martial Adept so his strength sucked… well that was the case compared to me and Xiannu Liang.

Compared to everyone else, he wasn’t that bad.

I honestly didn’t care much about what he said, and instead wondered if I should start a documentary called ‘Young Masters in the Wild.’ Damn, should I invent the TV and make that a thing?

“Look Mina, a Young Master has appeared. He seems to have already formed his own infestation.”

Mina appeared disinterested at first but when she heard what I said, a mischievous smile made its way across her face.

“Why call them an infestation?” she asked.

“If a group of pandas is called an embarrassment, then it’s only right for a group of Young Masters to be called an infestation.”

She nodded as if in agreement before following up with, “Now whilst I’m not aware of what Pandas did in this world to be called an embarrassment, I must ask why you’d like to call them an infestation.”

“Simple, you see an infestation is the presence of an unusually large group of insects, animals or other organisms in a place, typically so as to cause damage or disease. Now look at Shen Ling, Xiannu Liang, Sun Zixin and the others’ faces, it seems this particular infestation is the disease-spreading kind.”

“Oh, how wise you are.” Mina nodded furiously at my words

When Shen Ling and the others heard what I said, they doubled over laughing instead.

The young master and his group, however, didn’t seem to take this in stride, citing the change in their expressions.

“Do you know who this is!?”

We looked at the one who spoke since it was obvious that it was he who tripped Sun Zixin outside the city.

He was just as insufferable-looking as before.

With that in mind, I chose to answer him. “No, but did you know that 15 minutes could save you 15% or more on car insurance?”

“What does that even mean!?” He was both confused and angry.

“Savings?” I asked him.

“No one can save you now! You dare disrespect Young Master Xiong Weizhe!? He is the strongest expert in Golden Lion Gate!”

“You don’t say. Well… there are a lot of things I dare to do young man. I have delved into the profundity of BDSM, what say you?”

Now maybe that wasn’t the best thing to say since the looks they gave me were filled with befuddlement instead of awe.

“I don’t care about your bedroom fetish!” the same person yelled

Wait, how does he know what BDSM means? That term wasn’t coined until 1972. Was this world not as backwards as I thought? Then again, it does explain why so many freaky things kept happening.

“Apologise to Young Master Xiong Weizhe now!” he yelled.

As soon as he said this, I got bored. I then looked at everyone else and they were still letting out little giggles every now and again, probably because of that infestation thing.

“You guys ready to go?” I asked them.

They all nodded in satisfaction.

“Great, let’s get out of here.”

“Did I give you permission to leave?”

Xiong Weizhe AKA the pack leader of the infestation spoke up and instantly I knew that he was one of those young masters who tried their best to keep their emotions under control but in truth they had the emotional maturity of a sociopathic foetus.

“No, you didn’t give us permission to leave, but as I am my own person, and these ladies and this one boy are the very same, we are gonna leave anyway.”

Shu!

He didn’t say anything after this, but suddenly the cronies under him rushed to surround us.

The salesperson saw this, and his expression changed. He then cupped his fist towards Xiong Weizhe.

“Young Master Xiong Weizhe, this lowly one humbly asks that you not fight in here. Our store wouldn’t be able to bear it.”

Xiong Weizhe looked at this salesperson, then back at us and with a subtle gesture he recalled his people. The salesperson saw this and sighed. He then looked at us and his look of disdain reappeared.

Not gonna lie, the level of classism in this place is crazy. I am definitely gonna give them a two-star review. That’s even lower than Mina, you can’t be that bad by accident, that’s gotta be on purpose.

“Tell you what, how about we bid on this medium-grade hairpin here,” Xiong Weizhe brought forward a different type of war.

“When we bid and win, you will kowtow three times to every person here and six times to me and call us father while you’re at it.”

“And if we win?” I noticed he didn’t even add that in there.

“Tch!” he scoffed as if he didn’t even entertain the thought. Did he think I would have accepted and not get something in return? Something must be wrong with his head.

“If you win…” he thought about it for a while. “I will take your last name.”

“Yeah, I don’t want someone like you as a family member.”

Xiong Weizhe’s expression darkened upon hearing this. He then asked through clenched teeth.

“What do you want, then? Money”

“I don’t take money from people who have less than me.”

Whoosh!

His aura spiked and his expression darkened even more. Was that not something I should have said? It was true, though. Why should I take money from someone who has less than me?

“You wish to die!?” He asked in a venomous whisper.

See that, that right there is the emotional maturity of a sociopathic foetus I was talking about. Because I have more money, he wants to kill me for it.

“Been there, done that. But in lieu of your earlier question, I would love to go to Golden Lion Gate.”

His expression changed when I said, followed by a smirk of sorts.

“Hmph! A frog wishing to eat swan meat! Fine! Salesperson, you said this low-grade Phoenix Feather’s Roost’s heart hairpin is worth–”

“Lemme stick a pin right there.” There was no way in hell I was gonna be calling that hairpin all of that. Even the acronym is a chore to say, PFRH, I can’t even pronounce that.

“Does it have a name?” I directed this question at the salesperson.

He seemed caught off guard but still went ahead and answered my question. “It’s called Phoenix's Hairpin.”

“That’s so original.”

I then turned to Xiong Weizhe. “Okay, you may continue.”

“As I was saying…” he struggled to speak as if I was the one who made him say a name that was so long that it took on my name in the worst of ways. “You said that this low-grade Phoenix’s Hairpin is worth two thousand spirit stones, right?”

“Y-Yes, Young Master Zion Weizhe!” answered the salesperson.

“Great, then I’ll bid 2,050 spirit stones.”

“You win, you can buy it.”

“Ptu! W-What!?” Xiong Weizhe nearly choked on his own saliva when I conceded. I guess they weren’t expecting that.

“You won’t even fight back!?” the person who tripped Sun Zixin sneered. “I thought you had some ability because you dared to accept the bet, but you’re just stupid! Now you’ll have to kowtow to everyone here! Well?” He stepped forward. “Get to kowtowing!”

“So I’m stupid because I don’t want to spend more than 2,500 spirit stones on something that’s not even low-grade? I’ll kowtow.”

“Wait!” Xiong Weizhe stopped me, which I expected.

“What do you mean by that?” he asked.

I then told them. “That over there is no heart of a low-grade PFR.”

The salesperson's expression darkened once more. “You’re just an uneducated country bumpkin! You can eat shit but not spew shit! This is made out of the heart of a low-grade Phoenix Feather’s Roost!”

The salesperson went off on me like I was his bitch. I would like to say that I’m not.

“That’s not quite right,” a melodious voice echoed out and everyone turned to look at Xiannu Liang who was still covered in her cloak.

She then turned to the salesperson with that same smile. “I had no idea that your shop engaged in such disgusting business practices.”

Xiong Weizhe finally realised that something might be wrong, and he then asked. “What are you talking about?”