The Underwear King’s Rise, Chapter 24: It Must Be Witchcraft!

This guy is utterly infuriating! How could he shamelessly bring out such embarrassing things? And what’s with these clothes? Why is there so little fabric? How could anyone possibly wear this in public? As a dignified disciple of the Supreme Qi-Guiding Sect, has he no sense of decency left at all? Absolutely exasperating! Absolutely maddening! He’s absolutely driven me mad!

A princess, usually as cold as ice, was now provoked into a fit of vexation by Luo Xingchen’s words and actions, so much so that she seemed more a tempestuous woman than the frosty royal she was known to be.

As for Xiao Yang, an old hand in the affairs of the Spring Pavilion—no, a seasoned veteran—he didn’t even need Luo Xingchen to say much. Just seeing the set of lingerie Luo produced, a whole panorama of potential business opportunities had already unfurled in his mind.

“So this is lingerie? What an apt name, and truly, what a marvelous thing!” The more Xiao Yang looked, the more excited he became. When he glanced at Luo Xingchen, his eyes brimmed with admiration.

“Senior, did you craft this yourself?”

Luo Xingchen nodded and asked, “Isn’t it particularly good, particularly impressive?”

Xiao Yang immediately gave a thumbs-up, ready to heap on the flattery. “Senior, you truly are a genius without equal! If this is what you meant by cooperation, while I can’t make the final decision, I can get in touch with someone who can right away. I’m sure she’ll never refuse!”

Luo Xingchen urged, “Then hurry up! Every moment’s delay could cost us billions!”

Xiao Yang didn’t waste another second. He pulled a voice-transmitting stone from his pocket—a means of communication in the cultivation world. By infusing it with spiritual power, it would resonate with the linked stones, allowing for conversation across distances once the other party did the same.

In just a moment, a woman’s voice came through. “Xiao Yang? What’s wrong? Has something happened at the Spring Pavilion?”

Xiao Yang replied, “Boss Manman, there’s indeed a situation here, but please don’t be angry—it’s not a problem, but something with great promise for us. I can’t explain the details through the stone; it’s best if you come in person.”

There was a pause, only a few breaths, before the woman’s voice returned. “Fine, I’ll be there right away. But if it’s not as good as you claim and you waste my time, I’ll break your legs myself!”

Xiao Yang hurriedly promised, “Boss Manman, don’t worry, you won’t be disappointed! If you are, you won’t even have to lift a finger—I’ll break both my own legs!”

The light in the voice-transmitting stone faded and went out, indicating the connection had been severed. Xiao Yang put the stone away, beaming at Luo Xingchen and his companions. “Senior, Princess Mingyue, Gentleman Li, the boss will be here soon. Why don’t you join me in one of our private upstairs rooms? We can have tea while we wait.”

Luo Xingchen did not refuse. “And perhaps call a few of your girls as well—not the ones with the best figures, but not the worst either.”

Xiao Yang gave him a knowing smile. “Rest assured, Senior, I’ll pick the perfect ones to satisfy you!”

Ye Mingyue and Li Minghao exchanged resigned glances, but there was nothing to be done but follow upstairs.

Xiao Yang led them to a room reserved for the most distinguished guests—one he himself rarely had the privilege to enter, used only when Boss Manman entertained important visitors.

They had barely settled in when five women of average build but pleasing appearance arrived, each perfectly suited to model Luo Xingchen’s standard-sized lingerie—the more “playful” kind.

Luo Xingchen immediately slipped behind the screen, beckoning the women to follow. Once there, he instructed them to undress. Unlike married women like Yu Hui, who would be shy and hesitant, the girls of this establishment were uninhibited and unreserved. Amid laughter, they quickly disrobed.

He then took out the last five sets of lingerie and showed them, step by step, how to put them on and take them off. The women soon mastered the technique. Once dressed, they didn’t bother with any outer clothing, but strode out confidently from behind the screen.

Ye Mingyue averted her gaze once again, out of sight and out of mind. Li Minghao tried not to look, but the women seemed to radiate a magnetic allure—an irresistible pull that drew his eyes, despite himself.

Xiao Yang, with none of their scruples, admired them openly, his gaze traveling from head to toe and back again, over and over.

“Wonderful! Fantastic! Absolutely superb!” Xiao Yang applauded in delight.

Luo Xingchen said, “Let them go downstairs for a walk to gauge the effect. Once we finalize our partnership, I’ll even throw in two brand-new dances as a gift.”

Xiao Yang was eager to see the results for himself.

The five women swayed their hips as they descended to the main floor. As expected, the moment they reached the first floor, every single patron’s attention was drawn irresistibly to them. It was as though a powerful magnet had seized the eyes of every old lecher in the room, following them unblinkingly as if their souls might leave their bodies.

After a circuit of the floor, the women returned upstairs, but the crowd below remained spellbound by the memory of that enchanting spectacle, unable to recover for some time. When they turned their gaze back to the usual dancers and singers, all desire seemed to have evaporated.

“What was with those five girls just now? They were so alluring!”

“I noticed their chests and hips weren’t even that big, so why couldn’t I, a man who loves well-endowed women, tear my eyes away?”

“Witchcraft! It must be witchcraft!”

“Maybe they’re all demons in disguise!”

“Even if they are demons, I’d gladly spend a night with one of them. If I died in their embrace, it’d be worth it!”

“I agree!”

“So do I!”

“They’re not demons, nor is it sorcery. I know one of those girls—Xiao Cui—but she was never so enticing before.”

“It’s those outfits they’re wearing—there’s barely any fabric at all… just a few scraps!”

“That’s it! No wonder the woman I slept with last time seemed so different—it’s all in the clothes!”

“What kind of outfit is that? It’s outrageous!”

“Absolutely thrilling—I love it!”

Luo Xingchen’s lingerie revealed its magic once again.

This entire scene was witnessed by a figure cloaked in a billowing black robe, whose eyes took in everything. The black-robed figure vanished in a blur, reappearing moments later on the third floor, just outside the room where Luo Xingchen and his party were waiting.

The door swung open. At the same time, the black robe was cast aside, revealing a stunning beauty with a voluptuous figure that seemed almost ready to burst from her clothes.

At the sight of her, Xiao Yang immediately announced, “Boss Manman, you’re finally here. Allow me to introduce—this is Luo Xingchen, the King of Lingerie, he—”

Hua Manman cut him off. “I saw everything that just happened downstairs with my own eyes. There’s no need for further explanation.”