Chương 272: Doing That After So Long

That After So Long Having briefly checked on the Shunfeng Escort Agency, Song Que turned back to the two from the Outer Affairs Hall:"Brother Hong, how is the progress of the construction outside Langbo Lake?"

"We are rushing to finish it. Overall, it's mostly done. Opening on schedule at the beginning of summer shouldn't be a problem."

"Not good enough! Right now, we have no other construction projects going on besides that place. Go back and urge the men to finish it for me as quickly as possible! Add more people, add more money, work night shifts—none of that is an issue. It must be completed and operational within a month! Time is money right now!" Hearing his words, Zhong Hong's face grimaced, but Song Que's eyes were practically bloodshot with urgency.

Currently, a massive influx of people was pouring into Qinghe; delaying the opening by a day meant losing a day's worth of money. With so much silver poured into that project, he urgently needed to recoup his investment. Knowing he couldn't sway his younger brother's will, what else could Zhong Hong do? He could only grit his teeth and nod in resignation. Following that, he listened to the others report their work. Everything presented a scene of booming prosperity, bringing double the joy to Song Que.

Every week, newcomers broke through to become martial artists, and the income from various properties continued to rise day by day, constantly breaking past records. Satisfied, he praised the contributions of everyone present. He then took the opportunity to visit the big shots—Xu Qing, Wu Tian, and Yun Shan—and had an intimate meal with the Li family. In the afternoon, he took another strenuous trip to inspect his various properties before finally returning leisurely to Plum Villa.

The only regret was that due to the vast geographical distance, the love letters sent by the female heroines had yet to arrive. This left Song Que with deep resentment....... Blue skies, white clouds, and a gentle, clear breeze. Having slept his fill and recovered his spirit after many tense days, Master Song felt he should find something stimulating to do. At this moment, in a spacious room with two large windows wide open, letting in bright light, he was licking his lips excitedly, staring straight ahead.

Lying there was a robust, muscular man. Hearing the man's somewhat heavy, ragged breathing, it was clear his mood wasn't exactly calm either. The atmosphere was filled with ambiguity! The reason being, the other party was lying on his stomach, completely shirtless, wearing only a tiny, triangular piece of cloth. Furthermore, it was pulled up extremely high, revealing a large expanse of firm, bronze-colored skin and a solid pair of buttocks.

Scumbag Song's eyes gleamed, his hands twitching slightly as he stared intently at the exposed area on the man's body. That gaze and expression were truly enough to make one's hair stand on end in terror. Master Song is coming! Having not tasted this in a long time, Song Que had long since become impatient. He hurriedly took a small scalpel and a bunch of tools from Xiong Ba, Nie Feng, Knife, and the others, began sterilizing them, aimed precisely at Hu Zi's smooth buttocks, and made a few cuts.

He was beginning this guy's cosmetic surgery! Although the equipment wasn't fully modern, with his current precise manipulation, a martial artist's formidable physique, and the miraculous effects of the Tesseract's energy, this epoch-making surgery should be successfully completed. With painstaking precision, he sliced away the charred, scarred flesh from Hu Zi's forehead, skillfully replacing it piece by piece with thin grafts harvested from his backside.

Once in place, he stitched the edges tight, disinfected and bandaged the wound, and channeled a steady stream of inner energy to stimulate blood flow. In theory, facial skin grafts were best taken from areas like behind the ear, along the neck, or near the collarbone to match color and texture. But the brand on Hu Zi's forehead was both too broad and too deep. Doctor Song couldn't be bothered to overcomplicate his life—carving out a generous patch from the boy's meaty rear was simply far more efficient.

Besides, they were rough men of the jianghu; what use did they have for delicate cosmetic standards? As long as that humiliating brand was gone for good, that was more than enough. It took the Song clan folks an entire morning just to wrap up the operation. My craftsmanship hasn't degraded much! Looking at Hu Zi, whose head was now wrapped up like a rice cooker, Doctor Song smiled in satisfaction:"Very successful! Hu Zi, you can rest and recuperate in peace.

In just a few days, you'll transform back into a handsome hunk capable of swooning a whole swath of heroines." This tale has been pilfered from Royal Road. If found on Amazon, kindly file a report.

"Many thanks, Young Master!" Not knowing what words to use to express his gratitude, Hu Zi could only bow deeply in a hoarse voice to show his thanks.

"Haha, it's nothing. Just work hard for me in the future." I definitely will! Young Master! Though Hu Zi didn't say it aloud, his eyes shone with absolute determination.

"Young Master, is this also a secret technique originating from Senior Lazy Old Man of the Sea's medical texts? It truly is divine craftsmanship!" Nie Feng, who had been standing to the side acting as an assistant the whole time, finally couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"Haha, exactly! Fortunately, my comprehension is excellent; I understood it after reading it just once."

"Hu Zi, put your clothes on! Having a bunch of grown men staring at your exposed body is truly an eyesore." Song Que smugly boasted a few sentences, then casually changed the subject to gloss over the matter.

"Haha..." Sure enough, hearing his teasing words, the others immediately broke into laughter, completely forgetting the origins of this bizarre and miraculous medical technique. Hu Zi also awkwardly picked up his clothes and put them on. Although he had just undergone surgery, to thick-skinned, tough-fleshed martial artists like them, these were merely tiny superficial wounds, having no significant impact.

As the group walked out, the two little girls, Yang Mi and Yang Zi, who had been waiting outside anxiously, hurriedly ran over. Seeing everyone talking and laughing with joy on their faces, the heavy stones in their hearts finally dropped completely. They asked excitedly:"Young Master! Is Brother Hu Zi okay now?" Spoiling them by tapping their little noses, Song Que smiled and nodded:"Since this Young Master personally took action, it naturally had to be a success.

In a few days, you'll be able to see a Hu Zi as perfectly intact as he was originally."

"Hooray!" The two girls jumped up and down, crying tears of joy. Seeing the three adopted siblings crying and laughing together, Grandee Song and the others didn't stay to interrupt the atmosphere. Without prior agreement, they all went to wash up before coming out to celebrate with a grand feast....... Helping Hu Zi heal his wounds every day, and spending his mornings and evenings transferring Tesseract energy to the Jade Yang Rice twice a day, Song Que was as busy as a dog.

Having just completed his morning tasks for the day, he was lying on a long chair in the garden, eyes closed, resting and lazily enjoying the shoulder massage service provided by the two little girls, Yang Mi, when a servant came to report:"Pavilion Master! Miss Yun Xi has come to visit!" He hadn't seen this girl in almost a month. Ever since the unpleasant encounter at the Yun family residence last time, Song Que hadn't seen her again.

Yun Xi seemed to have visited his inn to bid him farewell before returning to Linjiang, but at the time, Scumbag Song had packed his bags to go mooch food off Hui Wu, leaving the beauty to return home in disappointment. Today, Beauty Yun must have heard the news of his return and specifically traveled from the commandery city to pay him a visit. Thinking of this, Master Song didn't delay.

Instructing the servant to lead the Yun family group to the guest reception room, he went back to change into a fresh set of clothes, then brought Old Nie and the others along. It was still the same familiar faces. Song Que cheerfully greeted Beauty Yun, Elder Kong, Yun Shan, and Qing Zhu.

"Young Master Song, congratulations! Hearing Uncle Shan say that carriages and horses flow like water before the gates of the Moon-Lacking Pavilion these days, with countless people arriving to pay their respects and seek cooperation, it truly makes one envious." Seeing that this 'dark-faced Song' didn't harbor any grudges against her, Yun Xi finally breathed a sigh of relief inwardly. She giggled and congratulated him, her words making no attempt to hide her envy.

"Haha, it's all thanks to the grace of Guild Leader Zhao and the Heavenly River Sword Sect. My own face isn't that big yet." Though extremely joyous, he still possessed self-awareness, merely shaking his head with a smile.

"It's only a matter of time. With your aptitude, Young Master Song, there will undoubtedly come a day when you become an overlord of a region."

"Kaka, many thanks for Miss Yun's high praise. But that's probably still a long time away—at least one or two more years." The Yun family members:...... Is one or two years considered a long time?! Praised by a beauty, the scumbag Song's tail immediately pointed straight to the sky, bragging without the slightest shred of modesty. It truly made Yun Xi want to pin this guy down and viciously slap him a few times.

Enduring it for a moment, she forced a stiff expression and said:"Young Master Song is truly a great talent!"

"Hehe, you flatter me, you flatter me! I dare not accept!" He spoke modestly, but his face was blooming with joy:"Beauty Yun, what brings you to Qinghe today? Could it be that after not seeing me for a month, you missed me so much you had to come here and see my face to relieve your yearning?" Knowing this guy's glib nature, where not even one out of a hundred sentences might be true, Yun Xi didn't take these flirtatious words seriously, merely rolling her eyes at him:"This little lady dares not aim so high!

I came here this time mainly to collect this month's batch of Blazing Fire Liquor, and conveniently bring you the latest issue of the Martial World Chronicles." Her main purpose was actually to observe Scumbag Song's attitude to see if he harbored any dissatisfaction toward her Yun family. But everyone here was smart; some things didn't need to be spelled out clearly. Having an excuse was enough. Everyone tacitly brushed the matter aside and began chatting happily.

"Recently, the Southern Region has seen many upheavals. The White Lotus Cult fighting the Jade Mountain Daoist Temple, and the Corpse Driving Sect continuously clashing with the God-Slaying Sect. The fires of war are very likely to spread to the martial world of Yangnan as well. You should be much more careful, Song Que." Casually offering Grandee Song a word of warning, Yun Xi then inquired:"Young Master Song, I wonder when the production volume of your winery can increase?

Currently, our supply falls far short of demand. The moment a batch arrives in Yangnan, it's instantly snatched up by buyers. Even expanding sales to neighboring Circuits is difficult."

"About this... the winery is currently rushing to expand its scale. But you know, Yun Xi, brewing wine requires time for fermentation. It will probably be autumn before the weather cools down enough for us to increase the monthly supply by a few thousand jugs. We can't do it right now." Yun Xi didn't completely believe this guy's words. Recently, the Linjiang Commandery had seen no shortage of Blazing Fire Liquor appearing. Combined with the sales here in Qinghe, that alone amounted to several thousand jugs!

Yet this scumbag solemnly spouted nonsense about not having surplus stock, which made her very angry. Although she didn't know what his scheme was in intentionally hoarding goods and refusing to sell, getting a definitive answer at least satisfied Beauty Yun enough to let him off the hook. She happily accepted the invitation to stay at Plum Villa and savor Master Song's culinary skills.