CHAPTER 42: CHAPTER 42 QINGFENG SWORDSMAN, LU XIAOBU [PLEASE ADD TO FAVORITES, PLEASE RECOMMEND]

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While the decoration team was bustling with activity, the drivers from earlier on the road had all hurried over.

"Everyone’s here." Seeing them, Lu Xiaobu flashed a grin: "Sister Lan, quick, distribute the compensation to everyone, give each an extra five thousand, consider it a reward. Good deeds must not go unrewarded."

"Roger that."

Liang Lan had just been directing people to place the second-hand furniture they had gathered, and now she hurried over again to distribute the money to everyone.

This time the wasteful amount—720,000.

She had never imagined, not in her wildest dreams, that she, Tian Jilan, instead of sitting in the office and working hard to make money for the boss, would be desperately squandering the boss’s money, and to make matters worse, it was the kind of squandering that the boss would be unhappy with if it didn’t happen.

But this feeling didn’t seem too bad.

The drivers who received the money were all somewhat embarrassed.

"Young Master Bu, look, we were supposed to be doing good deeds, we shouldn’t be taking money for it."

"Yeah, and Young Master Bu, you’re the one who lost the most, your brand-new car is even totaled."

"I was really planning not to take it, but my old lady at home..."

"..."

"Alright, alright, why are we even talking about this?" Lu Xiaobu crossed his arms and laughed loudly: "I am a profligate! Can you guys compete with me?"

"Ah?" The drivers looked at each other and then burst out laughing: "Hahaha, Young Master Bu, you really are something!"

"But since the Young Master says so, then we won’t stand on ceremony. But Young Master, we heard that this bar is now yours, it’d be our pleasure to come support."

"That’s right, that’s right, please allow us to show our support."

"It’s fate that we all met, let’s all give a toast to Young Master Bu."

"..."

"No problem at all," Lu Xiaobu chuckled happily: "But right now the bar is still being decorated, it might be a little while yet."

"It’s nothing, we’ll wait however long we need to." Everyone was laughing heartily.

...

9:56 PM.

"Young Master, we’re done." The foreman, sweating profusely, burst out with enthusiasm: "Done, we’re done."

What a feat, this was the most strenuous they had ever worked, especially towards the end. If they were four minutes later, they’d each be five thousand less richer.

"Done? Alright then, let me do the math." Lu Xiaobu thought for a moment: "Twenty-five thousand per person, right?"

"Young Master, that’s not right," the foreman whispered: "You’ve overcalculated."

"Overcalculated? If it’s too much, then it’s too much! Just leave it!" Lu Xiaobu clapped his hands and said: "Sister Lan, pay up."

"Pfft!" The foreman was speechless but mostly thrilled: "Thanks, Young Master Bu. Young Master Bu, may you reign over Jianghu for all eternity!"

Liang Lan smacked her forehead and could only start counting out the money, the wasteful amount—1.23 million.

Including the money the Young Master had tipped in the shop earlier, that night the amount wasted had already reached 2.32 million.

The Young Master’s rate of squandering was... incredibly fast!

But what she didn’t know was that Lu Xiaobu was muttering to himself in dissatisfaction: "Had I known, I would’ve given fifty thousand each. That five million deficit from buying cars hasn’t been cleared yet."

"Let’s go, let’s go drink."

Lu Xiaobu regained his smile and headed towards the bar with excitement, without even knowing what it looked like inside.

"Let’s go!" Everyone immediately followed.

Behind them, Liang Lan let out a light chuckle and pulled out her walkie-talkie: "Zhang Meng, Young Master is about to enter, how’s the preparation?"

"It’s okay, I’m on it personally, don’t worry," Zhang Meng replied confidently: "Right, your costume is ready too, hurry up and change."

"Okay, I’m coming in now," Liang Lan said with a smile.

Shutting off the walkie-talkie, Liang Lan looked at Lu Xiaobu’s back and giggled to herself: "Young Master, today I’ll make sure you have a blast."

...

Upon entering the bar door, what welcomed them was a shadow wall, and a decoration worker, doubling as a waiter, greeted them: "Young Master Bu, you can change clothes over here."

"Alright." Lu Xiaobu nodded, a bit excited.

The others looked at each other, confused.

"Why do we need to change clothes? Isn’t this supposed to be a bar?"

"Forget it, why overthink? Following Young Master Bu can’t be wrong."

"Right."

"..."

Trusting in Lu Xiaobu, everyone followed him to the changing room.

Clothing changed, weapons in hand, a group of modern people had completely transformed into Jianghu knights, wielding swords and brandishing spears.

Lu Xiaobu chose a white heroic costume with a blackish-gray cloak. Once the hood was donned, one really couldn’t deny the immediate rush of knightly aura.

With all this fuss, everyone grew even more excited about the tavern.

Full of anticipation, the group passed through a pitch-black corridor and lifted a curtain.

Instantly, an ancient tavern, the likes of which one would only see in costume dramas, appeared before everyone’s eyes.

"Holy cow! This is awesome!"

"I’m sold, this is just too spectacular, I’m getting a real feeling of time-travel here."

"Look at all these wooden tables and chairs, and that big jar of alcohol. How on earth did they find these?"

"..."

Everyone was in shock.

"Esteemed guests, are you here for a meal or to stay the night?"

Zhang Meng, dressed in the standard gray and white attire of an inn’s waiter, was calling out as he wiped tables with a rag.

"A meal, for Young Master Bu here, bring two pounds of soy-sauce beef and a jar of Daughter’s Red Wine." While others were still in shock, Lu Xiaobu was already having a blast.

"Alright, please have a seat here, your order will be ready shortly," Zhang Meng guided Lu Xiaobu to a clean table, wiped it down with his cloth, tossed the rag over his shoulder and hollered, "Two pounds of soy-sauce beef, a jar of Daughter’s Red!"

Lu Xiaobu placed his treasure sword on the table and sat on a wooden stool with one foot propped up on another, exuding the air of a great hero.

The crowd was dumbfounded.

"Damn, that’s so cool!"

"I can’t stand it, I want to join in!"

"Isn’t this just explosively cool?

"..."

Really, in this Heavenly Dynasty, with its long-standing culture of chivalry, who doesn’t dream of being a great hero?

To brandish one’s sword across Jianghu, indulging in passionate vendettas?

And today, could it be that their dreams were coming true?

But just as they were about to step forward, something even more delightful happened.

Passionate vendettas, indeed prized passionate vendettas!

"Qingfeng Swordsman, Lu Xiaobu?"

A figure in black clothing, clutching a treasure sword, walked straight up to Lu Xiaobu and said flatly.

"Do you know me?"

Lu Xiaobu looked up slightly, a sharp gaze bursting forth from under the hood.

"Indeed it’s you, prepare to die!"

The figure in black shouted and drew his sword.

"State your name, for I do not slay the nameless under my sword."

Lu Xiaobu sneered.

"Three years ago, you killed my elder brother Nangong Hu. Today, Nangong Bao specially comes to seek revenge."

The figure in black was bristling with killing intent, raising his sword to thrust.

"A nobody not worth drawing my sword against."

Lu Xiaobu slammed the table and gestured with his hand.

"Uh..."

The black-clothed assailant fell to the ground as if on cue, "To think... it’s the... legendary Divine Fingersnap!"

And at this moment...

"Sire, your wine has arrived."

Zhang Meng, playing the waiter, nonchalantly stepped past the ’corpse’ on the ground, a look of indifference on his face.

"Fine wine," Lu Xiaobu picked up the jar and drank heartily, bursting into laughter.

Then, a second later, he couldn’t hold it any longer and burst into laughter.

He slapped the table and laughed heartily: "So satisfying! This is so damn fun! Young Master Bu here has wanted to play like this for a long time."

He had his fun, and those around him were green with envy!