Chapter 289 - An In-Depth Introduction to Darkness Port (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“I’ll do it!”

After half a minute, Tang Ling decided to accept the offer. He was not that childish to assume that Boss Huang would ask him for his life or do something ridiculous although sending flowers to the lady owner of the Dreamy Visitor Restaurant was already ridiculous enough.

However, Boss Huang was more than just a cunning old fox. What he was serious about would never be a joke but by no means would it be easy either.

Nevertheless, Tang Ling was not afraid. His journey up to this point was nothing less of an adventure from the settlement to Safety Sector No. 17 to the Herrocky Mountain Ridges, and ultimately here, Darkness Port. He was not only fearless. He was also crazy and loved to dance on the edge of life and death.

“A wise choice.” Boss Huang nodded in satisfaction, pleased that Tang Ling accepted his request. “You can read two books today, but you have only an hour. If you can’t finish, continue them another day.” As he spoke, he tossed Tang Ling two books from the desk.

Despite being called books, they were not as thick as a regular one when held. With Tang Ling’s memory, he could easily finish them in an hour.

One of the books was named ‘An In-depth Introduction to Darkness Port’ and below the title was some messy scribbles.

The other book was ‘The Purple Moon Chronicles’ and beneath the tile was an oddly-shaped biscuit.

Tang Ling had a feeling that he had been tricked again, so he glared at Boss Huang. “These are books?”

“What else can they be? I organized the contents of the books myself. In Darkness Port, all the books that I’ve touched, be it organizing the contents or editing, are treasures, get it? Reading a single page of the books will cost you at least 10 Black Sea coins!” Boss Huang’s eyes gleamed in delight.

I don’t believe you!

Tang Ling was too lazy to argue, so he just simply went along with Boss Huang’s bragging.

“You’d better be careful when you read it. Don’t mess up the cover. The drawings on the cover are my handiwork which is priceless.” Boss Huang did not seem to be joking.

“Huh? What did you draw?” Tang Ling had actually started reading, but his curiosity got the best of him and made him wonder what the biscuit represented. In addition to that, what were the scribbles on the first book all about?

“Oh, that’s an abstract drawing of Darkness Port and the Purple Moon from afar.” Boss Huang looked out of the window with a deep and meaningful gaze, as if he had submerged himself in a profound artistic world that no one else could understand.

Tang Ling was slightly shaken when he gazed at the two book covers. While Boss Huang must be an abstract painter whose artistic skills surpassed the common soul’s understanding, Tang Ling would never want to understand the meaning behind his artistic work.

Tang Ling decided to start with ‘An In-depth Introduction to Darkness Port’ first after a quick thought since understanding the port city was probably the most urgent subject to him.

Maybe because he was shaken by Boss Huang’s abstract drawing, he started off without paying any attention and seemed slightly reluctant, but after half a page, his brows started to furrow and his reluctance was replaced by seriousness.

The study area became quiet while Tang Ling concentrated on his reading and Boss Huang did not disturb him. With the smoking pipe in his hand, he looked out of the window as he enjoyed the crashing of the waves from further away.

A while later, Ding Dong came in. Despite her small, plump body, she was able to carry not just one but two water buckets that were twice her size. She poured the hot water into the tub beside the window and even attentively poured some cold water in to adjust the temperature. Boss Huang then took two little bags from beneath his desk and passed them to Ding Dong. She gladly accepted them and hopped out.

Without disturbing Tang Ling, Boss Huang stood up from his chair and put the medicine pouch into the tub of water. In less than five minutes, a strong herbal smell spread in the library together with the steam.

“Tang Ling, bathe,” Boss Huang said plainly.

Tang Ling looked at his boss pointedly before he reluctantly put the book down and started to remove his clothes. Right after he took off his shirt, he noticed the boss’s sleazy gaze, so he said in vigilance, “Boss, staring at people taking off their clothes isn’t a good thing to do.”

“Only people with dirty minds will think the other way. I’m trying to see whether your muscles are suitable for smithing,” Boss Huang answered in disdain.

Muscles for smithing? Forget it. Tang Ling knew it was best for him to keep quiet since he knew he could not beat Boss Huang. He should just let the boss have his way and he would be fine.

If Tang Ling could win, no words were needed. All he needed was to throw his fist out as hard as he could.

Therefore, he could not do anything but let the sleazy old fox stare at his body. When he was down to his underpants, he jumped into the huge tub like a child.

Splash!

Water sloshed out of the tub and wet the surroundings.

Intoxicated by the bath, he felt the warmth of the water and the medicine that somewhat soothed his skin, as though the bath was consoling his damaged body little by little.