Chapter 150 – The End of the Prefecture War (1/2)
Chapter 150 - The End of the Prefecture War
“Eh?”
Both Yao Yu and Man’gan were left shocked, they never thought the results could be this disappointing. All these days, they’d been fighting around the clock, for the very occupation of this spot; but now, it seemed that all their efforts would be in vain. How could they face their leaders, soldiers and compatriots?
“Your majesty, you’ve already claimed another spot…” In an extremely low voice, Man’gan tried to remind Qinghan; while, at the same time, Yao Yu shot Qinghan a expectant look.
“The Death Immortal Spot looks so grotesque, that I’m afraid you two won’t be able to suppress the deadly atmosphere here. Ahh, let our Mars Prefecture occupy it for you…” Disregarding their surly, disdainful expression, Qinghan reeled off a list of advantages of the other spot, the Ghost Immortal Spot, “That spot over there is really suitable for you two. Look at the breathtaking scenery… Bring your wounded soldiers there to have a good rest and enjoy the picturesque beauty over there!”
Hardly had Qinghan finished his remarks, or Yao Yu and Man’gan looked deathly unpleasant, as if their parents had just died. In spite of all the reluctance and indignation, they kept silent, afraid to reveal even the slightest bit of their true feelings. Meanwhile, Sainan, who stood beside Qinghan, seemed expressionless outwardly, but deep inside, she was laughing like a thriving blossom.
“Errr? Do you two have any problems about this?” By raising his voice a little bit, Qinghan frowned at the two unhappy leaders.
“Of course… not!” Man’gan forced a hideous grin, as his muscle-ridden face wrinkled in an ever uglier shape.
“Hehe… Young lord Qinghan, you’re so considerate of us. We will obey your order!” After a short while of measuring, Yao Yu replied helplessly. Given the thousands of soldiers, who were full of spirit waiting to fight, Yao Yu decided to surrender. Plus, the powerful boy standing in front them alone was enough to bring them all down. In the end, she had no reason to say no.
An instant later, she added, “What about the Ghost Immortal Spot you mentioned? Only one prefecture is supposed to occupy it. Young lord Qinghan, I’m willing to meet any of your demands, provided that you allow us, the Demonic Prefecture, to claim that spot.”
“Shit!” Man’gan spit out, for he found Yao Yu’s trick so disgusting. Any demands? It was obvious that she wished to sexually lure Qinghan into her trap. However… he racked his brains trying to find something that would be an even bigger temptation to Qinghan.
In the end, he gritted his teeth, and said, “Your majesty, if you give the Ghost Immortal Spot to us, the Barbarian Prefecture, I… I will give my specially-designed shorts to you. You know what… my pair of red shorts is far from a normal one. It’s said to be a superior treasure-level item inherited by my ancestors.”
“So what?” Qinghan impatiently replied.
Man’gan drew close to Qinghan’s side, and whispered in his ears, “Hey, buddy, this pair of shorts has a special function for men. The performance of the ‘stick’ in your pants will be uplifted to great degrees. You know, once you put on this pair of shorts, it won’t be a dream for you to ‘battle’ with ten girls at a time…”
“Fuck off!”
Without waiting for Qinghan’s response, Sainan yelled out angrily, for she had overheard all the obscenity and couldn’t stand it anymore.
“Errr… as for the super shorts you mentioned, keep it to yourself. Yao Yu, don’t seduce me anymore, it is of no use to me…” Qinghan touched his nose in embarrassment, and continued, “As for the Ghost Immortal Spot, let the heaven decide who will be the occupant!”
Taking the cyan dagger from his chest pocket, Qinghan explained, “I’ll throw this dagger in the air, and let’s see whether it is the tip of the dagger or the handle of it, that lands on the ground first. You two, choose one! Whoever guesses it right; the spot will belong to the winner. No tricks are allowed in the process, understand?”
“Great! It’s fair. I choose the tip of the dagger!” Since the likelihood of handing over his cherished shorts was completely eliminated, Man’gan was more than happy to agree this new proposal.
“Okay, I choose the handle of the dagger!” Yao Yu glanced at Qinghan with her eyes full of bitterness, as if she was blaming Qinghan for not accepting her good intention.
- Shoo! -
Without any more words, Qinghan directly threw the dagger upward. After rotating in the air for some seconds, the dagger eventually dashed downward, and quickly landed on the ground.