Chapter 26: Telling the Truth Is So Hard

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However...

All the odd creatures in the bar simply stared blankly at Li Changluo.

Sometimes, awkwardness isn't so terrible. You can brush past it with a few words, force a change of subject, and the others, understanding your intentions, will go along with it.

It's abrupt.

But at least it's not mortifying.

What is far more dreadful than awkwardness, though...

Is when no one thinks you're awkward at all. Instead, they're all waiting for your dazzling wit and for you to begin your performance.

Just like Li Changluo now.

He himself had no idea why he was holding up a glass marble.

All around him, expectant eyes watched him.

All gazes were fixed on the bead in his hand.

Anticipating something.

But in his mind, he was thinking, How the hell do I escape?

After a long wait, nothing at all happened with the bead in Li Changluo's hand.

The strange creatures in the bar sighed in disappointment.

It was as if they had been waiting for him to unleash some ultimate move to finish them off in an instant.

But this was all he had to show them?

Unforgivable.

Absolutely intolerable.

"Everyone, spray them together!!!"

The bottle monsters all sprayed liquor at Li Changluo and Xiao Qing in unison.

Xiao Qing was waiting for Li Changluo's big move, and Li Changluo was waiting for the bead to do something. Neither paid attention to the oncoming spray.

Both were soon soaked in the liquor.

But this was no ordinary alcohol.

Very soon, they felt their bodies go numb and found themselves unable to move.

They had been drugged.

Xiao Qing gradually reverted to her human form.

Her white T-shirt was thoroughly soaked, revealing her figure beneath.

She was breathtakingly beautiful.

All the monsters stared, entranced.

They gazed, stupefied.

They looked on, utterly transfixed.

"How about we smash this kid's head in first, just for fun?"

One of the monsters suggested.

When it came to beautiful things, everyone agreed.

They couldn't bear to destroy them.

The instinct to cherish beauty, it seemed, was engraved in the bones of all men, perhaps even more deeply than the principle of filial piety.

Li Changluo was dumbfounded. Why him?

Hadn't he suffered enough from not being a woman?

So...

He batted his eyes flirtatiously at the bottle monsters preparing to beat him up...

And with great effort, rolled up his pant leg to reveal his thigh.

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However...

His leg was covered in hair...

The sight made Xiao Qing turn away uncomfortably...

How shameless could one possibly be?

Where was his bottom line?

The bottle monsters, baring their teeth, had been preparing to smash Li Changluo's head.

But upon seeing this, their anger only intensified.

They wished they could enact justice on the spot and beat this pervert to death.

"Oh, dear heavens, where am I? What have I just done?"

Yet, this tense atmosphere was suddenly disrupted. Their boss, the toilet paper monster, looked around in bewilderment, as if suffering from amnesia.

He questioned his subordinates.

His underlings exchanged confused glances.

The boss had been having a blast dancing earlier, and besides...

Other than involuntarily dancing, there seemed to have been no memory loss.

But how could they possibly say:

Boss, you were just pole dancing.

Boss, you were amazing.

Boss, could you perhaps shake your hips again?

That split you did, did it hurt, boss?

The dignity of leadership must be preserved, whether one is human or monster; this every subordinate should know.

And so, in order to preserve their boss's dignity, all the monsters pretended to have amnesia.

"Boss, I just went blind. Didn't see a thing."

"I don't remember anything. Amnesia is so painful."

"I saw you fighting desperately with that kid, boss. Look, the kid's already been beaten senseless."

"Nonsense, boss was just standing there. His aura forced that kid to kneel by himself."

"Boss, you're magnificent."

"So imposing."

"Since following you, boss, I've rarely taken a proper beating."

The bar was instantly filled with...

A torrent of forced praise.

Even a shameless fellow like Li Changluo couldn't bear to watch.

It was too damn over the top.

Far too nauseating.

He couldn't help but shout, "Stop pretending! Pole dancing isn't shameful, you were great at it!"

The bar fell silent.

Yet, Li Changluo felt a cool sensation from the round glass bottle he was holding.

The green liquid inside had increased, swirling back and forth within it.

What was going on?

Suddenly, Li Changluo understood...

Could it be...

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He turned to Xiao Qing, who was slumped on the floor, struggling, and grinned mischievously. "Qing, honestly, your chest is really big, hehehe..."

Xiao Qing glared at him with wide white eyes, quickly covering her chest and cursing, "You pervert!"

If she weren't paralyzed, she probably would have knocked Li Changluo out by now.

Sent him flying with a slap.

But Li Changluo paid no heed to Xiao Qing's murderous glare.

He kept his eyes on the glass bottle in his hand, and to his delight, found the green liquid inside had increased yet again.

He had finally discovered the secret of the bottle.

As long as he held it and told the truth, the green liquid inside would grow.

It was like charging a phone: the green liquid was the energy, and the power source...

Was telling the truth.

Damn...

This was going to be tough.

In truth, we all tell various lies every day, whether out of kindness, malice, or self-preservation; it's become second nature to us.

For example, when a colleague buys an ugly outfit, you don't say it looks bad. Instead, you'll say, "Wow, that's stunning!"

Or when you're feeling lazy and just want to stay home watching movies, but your girlfriend wants to go shopping, you immediately say, "I'm working overtime right now."

When your wife asks you, "Who's prettier, me or so-and-so?" Even if so-and-so's beauty could end your bloodline, you'll still unhesitatingly lie: "You're already beautiful."

Every three minutes, we utter a lie.

We hate lies, yet we can't help but tell them.

Li Changluo was no exception.

Telling the truth was so hard.

He still remembered vividly the last time he made the medicine-seeking monster kneel. He'd thought it was just the monster's stupidity, that kneeling at the sight of medicine was some special skill of theirs.

But now he realized it must have been the effect of this round glass bottle.

He'd gotten it from the fox demon.

Could it also control time, or create illusions?

But to activate the bottle's effect, did the green liquid have to be full?

How many truths would he have to tell for that?

How many beatings would he have to endure?

"You brat, what did you just say?" The toilet paper monster, face haggard, stared fixedly at Li Changluo.

"Boss, I said you have an imposing presence," Li Changluo replied, glancing at the glass bottle in his hand. The green liquid inside hadn't increased.

"Hey, you, with that deathly pale face—when are you going to die, huh? Are you dying or not?"

A cool sensation spread through Li Changluo's hand. Sure enough, the green liquid in the bottle increased a little.

"I'm not afraid of you at all," Li Changluo protested, still unwilling to believe it. Did he really have to tell the truth to make it work?

But...

The liquid inside didn't increase.

"Fine, I'm scared to death right now, about to wet myself."

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