The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

"Of course I've never been caught by the shopkeeper. Who am I? I'm the champion of our guesthouse's sales chart, the outstanding waiter with zero negative reviews. My shopkeeper gives me a raise every year. Imagine how much the shopkeeper values me — if he knew about these things I do, would he still raise my salary?"

Look at the waiter — he's so cocky, one just itches to smack him.

"That's hard to say, like if I go out now and tell your shopkeeper that you're actually a pervert who enjoys spying on people doing intimate things. Your thoughts are filthy and sordid. What do you think your shopkeeper would do? Would he test his blade on you, using you as a cautionary tale for the entire guesthouse?"

Huh?

It was clearly with Tang Rao that they watched earlier, so how did all the blame fall onto him?

Fine, but calling him a pervert? Yes, he admitted it's a bit twisted to do so, but isn't every man curious about these things? Otherwise, Tang Rao wouldn't have looked so absorbed watching from beginning to end either.

"Customer, it's not very gracious of you to do this. We're all just some helpers here. I told you everything when you came, and there's a bit of friendship between us, right? You wouldn't be so heartless to me, would you?"

The waiter couldn't understand why Tang Rao was treating him this way.

"I'm always this unpredictable. Now it's your first time knowing me, but with time, you'll probably understand what kind of person I am."

Tang Rao spoke pridefully about his own unpredictability.

He hadn't seen such an honest person like him for so long, so it was inevitable to get playful. Anyway, there's plenty of time. He's just finding someone to kill time with.

"What do you want, then?"

He's just a waiter. At most, he'd lose this job. Within his capability range, if there's anything he can do, he might help, but beyond his range, any request from Tang Rao is impossible to fulfill.

"Nothing much, I see your guesthouse business isn't great. Do as I say later, and I'll ensure you get money, a sum of Purple Crystal for you to live without worry. How does that sound?"

Tang Rao said to the waiter, then pulled his ear close, whispering something. The waiter's eyes widened like bells, hardly believing what he just heard.

"Remember what I said, find the person for the Purple Crystal. Once you've found someone, I'll ensure your reward. Go, and do it cleanly, don't let those dogs next door find out anything. Go, and return early. I'm waiting to watch their show."

"Customer, this is too risky. A single mistake could have serious consequences. No, no, how about you change the request? I really can't agree to this."

The waiter instinctively glanced through a peep hole at the neighbors, recalling Tang Rao's words, and goosebumps rose all over him.

"Just this request, if you can't do it, I won't force you. At most, I'll find someone else. But for you, sorry, I have to find your shopkeeper for some tea and a chat."

As Tang Rao said this and intended to leave, the waiter couldn't withstand Tang Rao's provocation and quickly grabbed his coat, preventing him from moving forward.

"I promise, I'll agree to everything, isn't that enough? If I knew you were this kind of person, I shouldn't have told you the neighbors were tracking you. Saying this got me trapped."

The waiter, with a truth-telling attitude, soon opened up to Tang Rao. The more he spoke like this, the more Tang Rao trusted him.

With a straightforward person like the waiter, he says whatever comes to mind, emotions on display, one never worries about the waiter secretly backstabbing him.

"Oh dear, here's an extra hundred Purple Crystals, take them and stop complaining. Think about it, a hundred Purple Crystals is not a small amount! Now you're satisfied?"

Tang Rao slapped him first, then gave him a sweet reward to clench his deal. Can anyone be this calculating? He's simply too good.

A sly fox, Tang Rao is just like a typical big-tailed fox!

"Alright, I'll get this done for you. Just relax and enjoy the show."

The waiter took the Purple Crystal and left. As a waiter, entering rooms to provide service is quite normal, but staying inside for too long, if noticed by keen eyes, becomes a bad thing.

Who could the people next door be? And who is the master they keep mentioning in their conversations?

"Yan Wei, there's a pair of dogs next door. I've taken photos for you. Check your database to see if there are any matches for these people. If there are, please look into who they are and what powers are behind them."

Tang Rao opened Illusion City, taking photos with his eyes for Yan Wei. Yan Wei gestured that he got it and his fingers flew across the keyboard, streams of data flashing on his glasses. Watching all those data, if it was Tang Rao, he'd be dizzy already. Luckily, Yan Wei is a data genius; in no time, he gathered the info and provided key explanations for Tang Rao.

"That's all. Look through it first. If you need in-depth investigation, it'll take some more time."

Tang Rao received the composition of characters and their internal and external networks — no other results for now. Even just this amount of data is quite enough for Tang Rao.

"Enough, when I think of more needs, I'll ask you."

After saying this, he opened the remaining materials and read.

Visitors were from the Flame Sect. Looking at these two, there's no significant role — they were defined by Yan Wei as task-assigned assassins.

So far, countless people wished to kill Tang Rao. Those were professional assassins, tasked by superiors, completing tasks and getting paid — transactions are simple. But this couple is different; their identities are simple, but those who assign tasks to them are not simple.

Until now, Tang Rao encountered one big figure from the Mountain of Maternal Love, Fu Lun.

According to Zhao Fulin's humble explanations, he wasn't particularly formidable. He gave Tang Rao a life-saving token, making him believe life could be peaceful for a while. But unexpectedly, how short that peaceful time turned out to be, and another big shot from the Mountain of Maternal Love wanted him dead?

He hasn't told anyone about his current purpose for coming here, yet these big shots are rushing to deal with Tang Rao — why in such haste?

"I don't care who's planning to move against me, I've got ways to slap them in the face!"

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