I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse-Chapter 50 Supernatural Detective Agency_1

You glared, your eyes wide with disdain as you swept your gaze across the room before it settled on the chatty girl.

Dressed in the latest fashion, the girl tilted her head back and snorted arrogantly, "Hmph, if Yang Kai hadn’t begged me, I wouldn’t be caught dead in this..."

"Get out! Get the f*** out of here now!"

Yang Kai slammed the table too, swearing at the girl.

"Yang Kai! You’re going to regret this!"

She said, twisting around in her short skirt, and stormed off.

You looked around at everyone and gave a faint smile, "To be honest, if you’re here just for the goddesses, I advise you to leave now. This club isn’t for you. What we’re going to do next is far more dangerous and terrifying than getting hit by a baseball or splattered with bird poop."

Some people exchanged glances, especially the girls, several of whom slowly backed away.

You turned to Yang Kai, "Let’s re-register, sorry, but it looks like you’ll have to start wooing all over again."

"Tch, I wouldn’t want that kind of trash even if she paid me," Yang Kai replied, trying to look principled and stern. But the guy couldn’t hold a pose to save his life; in no time, he was back to making a face that begged to be punched. "Anyway, with Old Shu around, who’s got all the luck with the ladies, I won’t have to worry about not seeing beauties. Who knows, maybe I’ll find someone even better soon."

"Get lost."

You raised your foot to kick him, but the jerk twisted his butt and went off to do his thing, looking quite smug.

After a quick clean-up, the stack of prospective members’ files had significantly thinned out.

Holding the files in your hand, you said to the few around you with a smile, "It’s pretty much what I expected. Just a verbal threat and so many chickened out. If we had a real test of courage, they’d probably all be pissing themselves."

"We’ve done enough recruiting for now. Let’s go out for a meal, it’s on me tonight," Yang Kai declared, tossing his hand flamboyantly.

Wei Shuxian chimed in with a cheeky grin, "Sure, let’s hit up Songhe Tower."

"No way, we can’t afford that kind of place with our Sculpted Silk pockets!"

You ignored the banter and set the file bag aside, then proceeded to open your backpack.

Wu Qiyi stood close to you and caught a glimpse of the Jade inside your backpack as you opened it. A flash of interest sparkled in her expressive eyes, but she remained silent.

You pulled out two pieces of Talisman Paper and, in front of everyone, bit open your index finger to quickly draw two different Magic Seals.

"Wow, Old Shu, you can really do this stuff? It looks so professional," Yang Kai and the others crowded around.

That’s when the eagle-eyed Wei Shuxian noticed something even more peculiar about your finger, "What’s really amazing is Old Shu’s finger. Look, it healed so quickly."

Everyone looked on in amazement, clicking their tongues in wonder.

For some reason you couldn’t explain, ever since you lit the Star Stealing Life-changing Talisman, you discovered you had an uncanny Healing Ability, making you seem like some Demon God from a novel.

But you dismissed all of that with a single statement, folding the Talisman Paper into a small Amulet. You handed it to Xiao Feng, "Here, Madman, 2000 RMB for an Amulet."

"Why don’t you just rob me?" Xiao Feng glared at you disdainfully.

"Well, if you don’t, keep on getting hit by basketballs, soccer balls, baseballs. Maybe someday you’ll be out shopping and even get hit by a flowerpot."

"I’ll buy, I’ll buy!"

Upon hearing that, Xiao Feng snatched it from your hand and was about to pay when you added, "Tonight’s dinner meeting is on you, just cover that."

"Oh yeah! We’re getting a feast tonight!" Wei Shuxian happily shouted in line with your scheme, as the rest laughed out loud.

Then you folded the other piece of Talisman Paper into an amulet and handed it to Han Lele.

Oh, I forgot to mention, Han Lele is the name of the sweet-looking girl in front of you, the so-called jinx.

Seeing you give Han Lele an amulet, Xiao Feng couldn’t help but ask, "Little Yunyun, what’s Lele’s Amulet for?"

"It’s to keep everyone safe from misfortune, of course."

"Then, what the hell is my Amulet for?" Xiao Feng suddenly felt he had been tricked.

You pulled him aside by the neck and whispered a few words. Following this, Xiao Feng burst into that shameless laughter, "Oh, I see, that’s very considerate of you, truly a bro I’ve shared pants with, hehehe~"

Looking up, Xiao Feng noticed the disdainful glances from everyone but rather than feeling embarrassed, he just raised his hand high, "Tonight, I’m treating! Songhe Tower, eat your fill!"

Songhe Tower, perched on the peak of Songhe near West Lake in Yuhang City, is an old-name restaurant with more than four hundred years of history, boasting a famous assortment of 108 dishes that are renowned throughout China.

Of course, it’s not just a matter of having money to get in; plenty of rich folks can’t even snag a pass to enter.

The twelve of you, seven boys and five girls, could only fit into two cars. Naturally, the five girls, including Wu Qiyi, made themselves comfortable in the BMW X5; while the seven of you guys could do nothing but cram face to face into Xiao Feng’s oversized SUV.

However, the interior space of this car is indeed large; sitting seven people in it is no stress at all.

But—

"Damn it! Black Bull, take that stick off my butt!" Wei Shuxian turned his head with a look of grievance toward Liao Yong sitting behind him.

And Yang Kai, grinning sleazily, said to Jin Qi, who looked like a delicate bottom in front of him, "Qiqi, don’t be too tense, come on, sit snug in brother’s arms."

The driver, Xiao Feng, looking in the rearview mirror at Zong Wangyue, who sat squat and plump in the back middle seat, said, "Hey, Zongzi, you need to lose weight; I bet we’re definitely overloaded on this trip. Let’s all pray we don’t run into any traffic cops."

The journey was filled with everyone’s laughter and good spirits.

Songhe Peak had a quiet environment with few cars coming and going; the two cars entered the parking lot one after the other.

"Oy, I was so stifled."

Yang Kai was the first one to jump out of the car and sprint toward a restroom not far away. He had just gone in when he charged out again, looked up to confirm it was indeed a restroom, and then sheepishly went back in.

After Yang Kai came out, you couldn’t help asking him, "Little Kai, what’s the deal? That thieving stance looked like you went into the ladies’ room."

Yang Kai then exaggeratedly expressed, "Man, Old Shu, the restrooms here are too exaggerated, I thought I went the wrong way just now; it’s not a restroom in there, it’s practically a park."

Xiao Feng patted Yang Kai on the shoulder and said, "Brother, if you hang with me, I’ll take you to taste foods from all over!"

Not wanting to gab with these two weirdos, you saw Wu Qiyi and the five girls also getting off the car, so you tapped Xiao Feng and asked, "Is everything arranged? Don’t let us get there only to be denied entry."

To tell the truth, although you and Xiao Feng were on great terms, ever since his family moved away in junior high, you hadn’t visited his house again and weren’t very clear on his family’s current situation. You instinctively felt he was just another rich second generation, probably not much different from Yang Kai.

Xiao Feng lifted his head and said with a smile, "That’s right, brother has already booked a spot in the main hall, let’s go!"

The group of twelve first passed through a tall archway and then a courtyard with an antique flair came into full view, located about a dozen meters ahead was the Outer Sect, where six graceful women in qipao stood waiting.

As you approached, the two rows of beautiful hostesses bowed in unison, and a woman whose beauty and build were of a college campus queen caliber stepped forward, smiling radiantly, "Honored guests, welcome. Forgive us for not greeting you from afar."

"Madman, not bad at all," Yang Kai nudged Xiao Feng with his elbow.

Xiao Feng held his head high, his nose almost poking the sky, but in reality, he was a bit nervous; after all, he had only booked a table in the main hall, and they had no reason to greet you all so grandly.

"Please follow me this way."

The beauty walked in front, with such poise and grace that Yang Kai and the other homebody guys were entranced, completely beside themselves.

She led you through a small grove of trees and up a stone stairway along the mountain path, with the breathtaking scenery on both sides.

"Madman, did you get it wrong?"

You could distinctly feel something was off since even if Xiao Feng were putting on airs, it wouldn’t be to this extent.

Xiao Feng just shrugged his shoulders and laughed mysteriously, "As the saying goes, ’Since we’re here, let’s settle down.’

You smacked him on the back of the head, "If you didn’t pay attention in high school Chinese class, don’t mess with me."

The qipao beauty then led you to a pavilion at the waist of the hill, beautifully decorated. Inside the pavilion stood two other women in qipao.

And their beauty goes without saying; just by looking at Zong Wangyue drooling, one could tell.

After the twelve of you sat down, one of the qipao hostesses began preparing tea, while the other stepped outside the pavilion to burn incense and play the guqin.

"This... this is too extravagant, right?" Even Liao Yong started to feel uncomfortable.

Zong Wangyue couldn’t close his mouth, "How much does this cost?"

At that moment, you had mostly guessed the root of it all and turned to Lin Panxia sitting beside you, asking, "Panpan, did you arrange this?"

Lin Panxia giggled, "Brother Mu Yun likes it, right? This is Little Yun’s masterpiece. Let me tell you, all these long-legged sisters in qipao were personally trained by Sister Qiyi."

Upon hearing this, all eyes immediately focused on Wu Qiyi.

"Indeed worthy of a goddess, oh no, should be the Demon God, all these elder sisters are goddess-level figures, only a Demon God could create people like this," Yang Kai was the first to offer a sycophantic compliment.

Even Wei Shuxian, who rarely praised girls, nodded repeatedly, "Definitely."

Zong Wangyue’s drooling resumed, and beside him, the bashful Jin Qi sneakily glanced several times at the qipao beauty playing the guqin.

At this moment, the straightforward Liao Yong offered, "Does this mean Songhe Tower is owned by the Wu Family?"

Upon hearing the term "Wu Family," you frowned slightly.