Free Web NovelChapter 715: Chapter 75: Grant Me Death
"No way!"
"I disagree!"
At this time, Xue Mei ran over from the back, her face full of excitement.
"Who is this..." Luo Qiuhong glanced at Xue Mei, sure that she couldn’t be Han Zhan’s girlfriend, not even a life partner.
"I don’t know her." Han Zhan ignored Xue Mei.
He, after all, is a Tier Nine Ultimate, a Great Xia Leader, repeatedly annoyed by a little Toolman.
Before Luo Qiuhong could speak, Xue Mei already interrupted.
"You are a Tier Nine Ultimate Powerhouse, you’ve won six consecutive victories in the ring challenge, you should be a person standing at the Peak! How can you date those despicable men!"
Xue Mei’s words made many members of the cleanup team, including Luo Heng, look uncomfortable.
Because it hit too wide, they were all covered, becoming so-called "despicable men."
No wonder Xue Mei was always cold to them, a look that kept strangers away, never expecting her thoughts to be like this.
"Enough!" Luo Heng shouted angrily, "Xue Mei, watch your own identity."
In the past, Xue Mei was cold but still communicable.
But ever since Han Zhan appeared, and after seeing Luo Qiuhong shine in the ring, she seemed to change completely.
Something that had been suppressed in her heart seemed to be stimulated and awakened, completely exploding and releasing.
"I won’t shut up!"
This time, Xue Mei didn’t even listen to Luo Heng.
"Luo Qiuhong, you are an independent strong woman, you can’t be with this kind of man, you—"
Before Xue Mei could finish, she felt a gust of wind hit her face.
She was swept up by the wind, blown backward towards the back of the boxing ring, then slammed into the wall, making a dull crashing sound.
"Noisy." Luo Qiuhong said, slowly putting down the sheathed sword in her hand.
Luo Heng and the other members of the cleanup team seemed not to notice this scene, standing quietly in place.
"Lord Zhan..." Eventually, Luo Heng spoke softly.
Xue Mei had repeatedly provoked Han Zhan, especially after Han Zhan was promoted to Level 3 Venue Management.
Logically speaking, whatever injuries she suffered, even if she were beaten to death, it wouldn’t be too much.
However, Luo Heng ultimately softened a bit.
"Xue Mei is physically injured and no longer suitable to serve as a Venue Assistant; she is incapable of the job." Han Zhan didn’t turn around, just announced, "So, in my capacity as Level 3 Venue Management, I remove her from her position as Level 1 Venue Assistant."
In Pure Beauty Paradise, if a Toolman loses their position, it would be a fate worse than death.
But at least, they wouldn’t die immediately.
Luo Heng nodded, not saying more, being able to assess the situation and not overstep, that was his biggest strength.
"Let’s go." Aside from that glance, Luo Qiuhong’s gaze remained fixed on Han Zhan.
Han Zhan nodded.
The two left the No. 1 Boxing Ring, one in front of the other.
After they left, other members of the cleanup team crowded over, filled with disbelief and envy in their voices.
"That’s Luo Qiuhong, a Tier Nine Ultimate, Luo Qiuhong!"
"Didn’t you see, from entering the No. 1 Boxing Ring to leaving, her eyes never left Lord Zhan!"
"Her figure is so good, both fierce and refreshing, worthy of the Heroine of Sword Hero Star!"
"How do you think Heroine Luo and Lord Zhan got together? Even if Lord Zhan is indeed handsome, Heroine Luo is a Tier Nine Ultimate, does she still care about appearances?"
"At Tier Nine Ultimate, who still cares about an interesting soul; obviously a good-looking appearance is more important, are you dumb?"
"Tsk tsk, by your logic, Lord Zhan actually is..."
"Enough." At this time, Luo Heng interrupted their conversation.
"Have you not seen the consequences of talking recklessly? Who gave you the courage to gossip about your superior?"
Luo Heng raised his voice, scolding.
It was because he was too lenient, too easy-going, that led to today’s situation... Luo Heng felt he needed to be stricter, it was better for them and for the entire cleanup team.
"Captain Luo, what about that person?"
A team member inquired, nodding in the direction behind the boxing ring.
"Did you not hear Lord Zhan’s words?"
"She has been removed from the position of Level 1 Venue Assistant, now’s a jobless status in Pure Beauty Paradise."
"According to Paradise regulations, she will be sent to the re-employment center, waiting for the next allocation of the Paradise."
Hearing the words "re-employment center," the inquiring team member couldn’t help but shudder, seemingly having a bad impression of the term.
This made him more firmly believe in one thing.
That is, always think before speaking!
...
Han Zhan followed Luo Qiuhong to a restaurant.
At the entrance of the restaurant, a delicately carved wooden door slowly opened, revealing the luxurious world inside.
Above the door, a handcrafted copper sign made by a master craftsman radiated a soft glow under the light, engraved with the restaurant’s name, the font smooth and elegant.
The interior decoration of the restaurant adopted a classic European design, with dark tones and gold trim, appearing solemn and elegant.
Each table was set with exquisite porcelain and shiny silverware, the tablecloths made from the finest linen.
From the décor style, this seemed to be a high-end restaurant.
However, to Han Zhan, with a wealth of thirty thousand life coins, it was affordable.
Luo Qiuhong had reserved a private room in advance and pushed the door open to enter.
"Please sit." Luo Qiuhong pointed to a seat in the private room, speaking to Han Zhan.
Even after entering the room, she and Han Zhan maintained a rather delicate sword-distance apart.
This distance is the extreme limit a Tier Nine Peak Sword Cultivator could react and counterattack.
Also, in both Han Zhan and Luo Qiuhong’s minds, it’s a "safe distance" from each other.
"What would you like to eat?" Luo Qiuhong asked Han Zhan.
"Whatever, it doesn’t matter." Han Zhan replied calmly.
Luo Qiuhong nodded, not disagreeing with him.
So she casually ordered a few dishes and asked the waiter to proceed with the order.
After the waiter closed the door and left, the room returned to quiet.
"Speak." Han Zhan glanced at Luo Qiuhong, then looked at the ancient sword she placed beside herself, "What’s your purpose in inviting me here?"
He didn’t believe in the nonsense of dating.
They were both Tier Nine Ultimates, and there was no need for any convolutions.
Luo Qiuhong put down her teacup, raised her head to look at Han Zhan, and said one sentence at a time:
"I want to ask you for a favor."
"I want to ask you to grant me death."
