Lin Hai directly sent a set of “Cheeky Mushroom Head” emojis over.
Little Confused Immortal: Bro’s busy, no time for missions. Take the pics and go jump into the fiery pit for me.
If a set of emojis could solve the problem, Lin Hai couldn’t be bothered to make the trip himself.
Horse-Face (Chu): Alright, for the emojis! (followed by a determined emoji)
After dealing with Horse-Face, Lin Hai flopped onto the bed.
“Haha, you lost again!”
“Again, again! Princess, this Gomoku game is so much fun!”
Chu Lin’er and Du Qian were getting more and more into it as they played.
“Hey, could you two keep it down? People are trying to sleep here.” Lin Hai complained.
“Hurry up, hurry up, it’s your turn!”
“Don’t rush me, let me think this through.”
The two of them were staring at their phones, completely ignoring Lin Hai.
Damn, the two beasts!
Lin Hai cursed under his breath.
“I mean, aren’t you guys tired squatting over there? You’re playing online now, so even if Du Qian goes back to the underworld, it won’t affect your game.”
“Uh… you’re right.” Chu Lin’er finally realized.
“Alright, you can go back now. Keep your phone on 24/7, always on standby, got it!” Chu Lin’er resumed her dignified demeanor.
“Yes, Princess!” Du Qian gave a bow and turned to leave.
“Phew…” Lin Hai let out a long breath. Finally, they were gone.
“Hey, Princess Lin’er, my idea was pretty good, right? Aren’t you going to reward me?” Lin Hai raised an eyebrow at her.
“Hmph, dream on. You just found Du Qian to keep me busy because you were tired of me bothering you, right? You think I’m that dumb?” Chu Lin’er wrinkled her cute little nose at Lin Hai.
Uh… was I that transparent? Lin Hai felt a bit awkward.
“Oh, and have Bald Qiang come over first thing tomorrow. I want to personally verify his online name.”
Damn, after playing games for so long, she still hadn’t forgotten?
Looked like he really had to get Bald Qiang to come tomorrow.
Ding dong!
Lin Hai’s WeChat notification went off.
He picked up his phone and saw it was a message from Du Qian.
This guy had just left—what did he want now?
Du Qian: Ghost friend, you there?
Damn, why was he calling him “ghost friend” again? Lin Hai was really not happy with that address.
Little Confused Immortal: Hey, your bro here is human, alright?
Du Qian: Human friend, throughout the entire underworld, aside from the Ten Kings of Hell, no one has a phone with games on it. I’ll never forget your kindness in giving me this game today!
Pfft!
Human friend? Damn, that sounded even worse than “ghost friend.”
Little Confused Immortal: No problem, no problem. But don’t just talk the talk—how about you send me one or two little treasures as a token of gratitude?
Du Qian: Human friend, my position is far too low. I really don’t have any valuable treasures to give you. If you don’t mind, how about I give you my martial arts manual, Subduing Tiger Fist?
What the hell? Subduing Tiger Fist?
Damn, just from the name alone you could tell it was a knockoff. Besides, Du Qian’s martial arts skills were mediocre at best. What would be the point of learning from his manual?
No way, I can’t take that. I need to ask for something else.
Wait a minute—hadn’t Bald Qiang always wanted to learn the Buddha Body Shadowless Kick?
Little Confused Immortal: Do you know Wong Fei-hung?
Du Qian: Yeah, he’s a colleague. He’s also a second-rank underworld official.
Haha, what a coincidence?
Little Confused Immortal: Then can you get his Foshan Shadowless Kick manual?
Ding dong!
Du Qian has sent you the martial arts manual Foshan Shadowless Kick.
Holy crap, that was fast.
Du Qian: We spar together often. He gave me a copy before.
Lin Hai opened his Cosmic Pouch to take a look.
Foshan Shadowless Kick: A leg technique created by Wong Fei-hung. Rank: Yellow-tier Advanced.
Same rank as the Bone-Splitting Tendon-Severing Hand? I’ll take it.
Lin Hai clicked to extract it and was just about to learn it when he stopped.
No—if he learned it, the book would disappear. Then if Bald Qiang wanted to learn it, Lin Hai would have to teach him himself. Who had time for that?
Forget it. He might as well just give the book directly to Bald Qiang tomorrow and let him figure it out on his own.
Early the next morning, Lin Hai hid in the bathroom and called Bald Qiang.
“Master, so early?” Bald Qiang answered with a yawn.
“Qiang, come over to my place. Before you come, change your WeChat nickname and profile picture. I’ll send you what to change it to.”
Lin Hai hung up and sent Bald Qiang the profile picture and name of the Antarctic Immortal.
“Master, why do I have to change my nickname? Look at my current name—’Pure, Melancholy Little Prince.’ So domineering, so deep, it perfectly matches my inner temperament!” Bald Qiang complained.
Pfft!
Matches your sister’s temperament!
The guy looked anything but trustworthy, and he called himself the “Pure, Melancholy Little Prince”? In your brother’s opinion, “Brutish Thug Little Rascal” would be way more fitting.
“Enough talk. Make sure, absolutely sure you change it, got it!” Lin Hai stressed repeatedly.
“Uh, fine.” Shortly after, Bald Qiang changed both his profile picture and nickname.
Only then did Lin Hai feel relieved.
Just after eight o’clock, Bald Qiang drove over.
“Oh, Qiang’s here! Haven’t eaten yet, have you? Perfect timing, join us.” Lin Wen was especially happy to see Bald Qiang.
“No need, Grandmaster. I grabbed a bite on the roadside.” Bald Qiang’s “Grandmaster” came out all warm and affectionate.
“Woof woof woof!” Ah Hua suddenly lunged forward, barking at Bald Qiang.
“Oh, you damn dog. If you’ve got guts, come out here.” Bald Qiang glared at Ah Hua.
“Woof woof woof!” Ah Hua barked back.
“Dammit, if you’ve got guts, don’t hide behind Grandmaster’s wife. Come on, come on, you want a piece of me?”
“Woof woof woof!”
“Get out here!”
“Woof woof woof!”
“You damn dog, if you keep barking, I’ll beat you!”
“Woof woof woof!”
…
Lin Hai quickly ran out and pulled Bald Qiang into his room.
Damn, every time this human and this dog met, it was the same scene. Couldn’t they give people some peace in the morning?
“Hand me your phone.” Lin Hai reached out toward Bald Qiang.
“Oh.” Bald Qiang obediently handed over his phone.
“You don’t believe me, right? Come see for yourself.” Lin Hai said to Chu Lin’er, who was lying on the bed.
Chu Lin’er stretched lazily and drifted over.
“He’s really the Antarctic Immortal?” Chu Lin’er stared at Bald Qiang’s WeChat profile picture and nickname, her face full of disbelief.
“Would I lie to you?” Lin Hai purposely put on an annoyed tone.
“Oh my god.” Chu Lin’er drifted in front of Bald Qiang and looked him up and down carefully.
“Did he… fall headfirst when he came down from Heaven?”
“Who cares which part hit first? Just tell me—did I lie to you or not?” Lin Hai struck a righteous pose.
“Hmph.” Chu Lin’er ignored him and drifted away.
Finding a corner, she pulled out her phone.
Chu Lin’er: Father, the Antarctic Immortal from Heaven has reincarnated. I just saw his reincarnated form.
King Chu Jiang: Is that true? (followed by a string of shocked emojis)
Chu Lin’er: Absolutely true. I’ve already verified his WeChat.
King Chu Jiang: Don’t act rashly. Find the right opportunity and figure out a way to ask him how he came down.
Back at Lin Hai’s side, he had already taken out the Foshan Shadowless Kick manual.
“You’ve been calling me ‘Master’ for so long—can’t let that go for nothing. Here, take it.” Lin Hai tossed it to Bald Qiang.
“What’s this?” Bald Qiang was startled but caught it quickly.
When he saw the big characters on the cover, his eyes went wide.
“Foshan Shadowless Kick, hahaha! It’s really the Foshan Shadowless Kick!!” Bald Qiang clutched the manual, absolutely overjoyed.
“Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!” Bald Qiang kept bowing to Lin Hai.
“Alright, go home and practice well.” Lin Hai waved his hand with a smile.
“Master, I’m so excited. Can—can I make a phone call first?” Bald Qiang’s eyes were full of hope.
“Go ahead.” Lin Hai said amiably.
When you get good news, you want to share it with someone close. That was only natural. Lin Hai was also curious to see who Bald Qiang would call.
Bald Qiang picked up his phone and dialed in no time.
“Haha, you old fossil Du Chun, Master has officially passed down martial arts to me. You better start calling me ‘Senior Disciple Brother’ now.”
Pfft!
Lin Hai nearly fell flat on his face. Damn, he never expected Bald Qiang’s phone call to be to Du Chun.
“Bald Qiang, quit your bullshit. No matter what, I’m the Senior Disciple Brother. You can stay the eternal number two.” Du Chun’s temper was flaring on the other end too.
“Hey, you old fossil, can you be reasonable? Isn’t there a first-come-first-served rule?”
“First-come-first-served my ass! I told you long ago—by age!”
“So what if you’re older? Keep arguing with me, and I’ll come beat you up!”
“Bring it on! Like I’m scared of you, you baldie!”
“Damn, that’s a personal attack! You old bastard, just you wait!”
…
The two of them were already yelling at each other over the phone.
“Oh, for crying out loud.” Lin Hai held his forehead in frustration. Damn, these two were a real handful.
He was just about to tell Bald Qiang to hang up and get lost when the door suddenly burst open.
“Bro!” Lin Yun barged in, all excited.
