?38: Chapter 38: The Disgusting About-face 38: Chapter 38: The Disgusting About-face Carrying a hint of surprise, she politely responded, “All right!

    Sir, what size do you wear?

    I’ll go get you some clothes to try on.”

    “XXL,” Lin Yifan replied.

    “Okay, please wait a moment!”

    Having said that, the saleswoman went to fetch the clothes.

    However, before she could take more than a few steps, a loud voice came from outside the shop.

    “Xiaocui!

    Hurry up and serve this young master.

    Today, I’m going to bring you a big sale!”

    Hearing this familiar voice, the saleswoman immediately stopped in her tracks and turned around joyfully, asking, “Is it Young Master Zhao?”

    “Besides this young master, who else would treat Xiaocui so well?”

    The speaker’s tone was filled with an air of dominance that brooked no argument.

    “No!

    No!

    In this world, only Young Master Zhao treats Xiaocui the best.”

    The saleswoman, named Xiaocui, hurriedly explained, hoping the other party wouldn’t misunderstand.

    “Ugh!”

    Lin Yifan at the side felt nauseated by the conversation between the two.

    It was immediately apparent that they shared some special relationship unknown to others.

    “Why aren’t you coming out to welcome this young master?”

    At this moment, a gaudily dressed young man appeared at the entrance of the shop.

    He wore sunglasses, had a cigar in his mouth, and looked at the ceiling with an expression of lofty arrogance.

    Behind him stood two bodyguards, one thin and one fat, both dressed in suits and wearing black sunglasses.

    The two bodyguards, thin and fat, were very serious, expressionless, and seemed quite professional.

    “All right!” Xiaocui walked out joyfully, completely disregarding Lin Yifan’s suit matter.

    In her heart, a business deal worth ten thousand yuan was simply incomparable to one worth a few hundred yuan.

    She would rather offend Lin Yifan, the customer, than Zhao, the “customer.”

    Throwing herself into Zhao’s arms, her demeanor instantly changed to one of shy charm, her voice playful and coquettish, “Young Master Zhao, why did it take you so long to come and see Xiaocui?

    I’ve almost gone crazy missing you.”

    “Ugh!”

    Lin Yifan gagged again.

    He had initially thought she was a well-dressed and well-behaved girl, but it turned out she harbored a flirtatious heart.

    He was speechless.

    “Missing me?

    I think you’re missing my money, aren’t you, you little temptress?”

    Young Master Zhao pinched Xiaocui’s cheek, thoroughly enjoying himself.

    “Aren’t they the same?

    The money belongs to Young Master Zhao.

    To miss the money is to miss Young Master Zhao, right?”

    “Yes, yes, yes!

    Whatever you say is right!”

    Faced with the coquettish behavior of a somewhat attractive woman, the young man surnamed Zhao clearly had little resistance.

    Lin Yifan, who was not far away, didn’t want to hear such nauseating talk anymore, and asked somewhat irritably, “Hey!

    What about the clothes you mentioned?”

    Looking at Lin Yifan, the foolish bumpkin, Xiaocui suddenly wore a dark expression and spoke in disgust, “Missy here doesn’t want your business anymore.

    Go find another staff member.”

    From the beginning, she didn’t like Lin Yifan.

    If it wasn’t part of her job, she wouldn’t want to deal with him at all.

    “Damn, that’s truly disgusting!”

    Lin Yifan couldn’t help but curse, genuinely disgusted.

    His words infuriated Young Master Zhao.

    Xiaocui was his woman, and now that someone was bullying her, how could he swallow such an insult?

    So he challenged, “What did you say?

    Say it again if you dare!”

    “Listen well then, truly damn disgusting!

    Extremely damn disgusting!

    Super damn disgusting!”

    Lin Yifan escalated his insults, not at all afraid to provoke Young Master Zhao.

    After all, he was a formidable Cultivator.

    Would he be afraid of a poser with black sunglasses?

    Obviously not!

    “You’re damn asking for a death wish!”

    Young Master Zhao was livid, as no one had ever dared to speak to him like this.

    Lin Yifan was the first, truly the first.

    “Want to teach me a lesson?

    Come on then!

    See how I’ll turn you into a dog!” Lin Yifan taunted, without a trace of fear.

    Young Master Zhao couldn’t hold back anymore and ordered, “Fat and Skinny!

    Teach this ignorant fool a lesson!”

    “Yes, Young Master!”

    The fat and skinny bodyguards behind Zhao immediately made a move, launching an attack on Lin Yifan.

    “Xiaocui!

    Let’s watch the drama from the side!”

    “Okay!”

    Xiaocui happily linked arms with Young Master Zhao, heading to a sofa in the boutique.

    Just as they settled down to watch, a figure suddenly flew awkwardly from a distance.

    With a “bang,” Young Master Zhao was immediately knocked to the ground.

    “Ouch!

    That hurts!

    Who’s the blind fool who dares to attack this young master?”

    “Young Master!

    I’m sorry!

    Did I hurt you?”

    The slim bodyguard quickly got up from Zhao and asked with concern.

    Hearing the other person address him as young master, Zhao’s eyes snapped open, and upon realizing it was his skinny bodyguard who had knocked him over, he became furious, “You bastard, weren’t you supposed to deal with that insolent kid?

    What are you doing hitting me for?”

    “Young Master, it’s not that I didn’t go, but I couldn’t beat him!” the slim bodyguard replied with a look of grievance.

    Although he knew Martial Arts, he was not invincible.

    Therefore, against someone with superior Martial Arts, there was nothing he could do but get hit.

    “What the hell, you claimed to be unbeatable before you were hired.

    Now, faced with a petty thief, you can’t beat him.

    What good are you?” Young Master Zhao roared in anger.

    However, at that moment, another figure came crashing down.

    The figure was enormous.

    If struck, Young Master Zhao’s life might have ended there.

    “You useless lout!

    Aren’t you gonna save me?

    Do you want to feel better by watching me die here?”

    The slim bodyguard, after being scolded, quickly came to his senses and dragged Young Master Zhao away, avoiding being hit by the fat bodyguard.