Here is the translation of the Chinese chapter:
Zhu Juntang had changed her clothes and came out, her hair still damp, with a sense of melancholy hanging over her slender waist as she swayed to her steps.
Even in the most embarrassing moments, Zhu Juntang still maintained her elegance and composure, holding her head high, a proud and charming smile spreading across her face.
“I forgive your carelessness,” Zhu Juntang said, looking at Liu Chang’an. “Those who are talented and proud will always be tolerated by some people. For instance, Prince Dan of Yan was able to endure being stabbed three times by Jing Ke, and later, he was able to take revenge on Jing Ke, making him willing to sacrifice his life to assassinate Emperor Qin Shi Huang. This trivial matter is nothing to me.”
“Jing Ke assassinated King Qin, and it was six years later that Ying Zheng became emperor. Moreover, where did you hear that Jing Ke stabbed Prince Dan of Yan three times first?” Liu Chang’an looked at Zhu Juntang incredulously.
“I’ve read many books, and one of them wrote it that way. Could it be that I fabricated history?” Zhu Juntang casually picked up a book from the shelf, flipped it open, and her eyes sparkled with a hint of curiosity as she searched for the relevant passage.
As she did so, Liu Chang’an quickly captured the adorable moment and took a photo of her. After showing it to her, Zhu Juntang nodded in satisfaction. “Use that pink filter to edit it… and send it to me later.”
After taking the photo, Zhu Juntang tossed the book aside, and Liu Chang’an saw that it was a copy of “Shuowen Jiezi”.
“When I came in, I saw that you had many books, and even a large library…,” Liu Chang’an said, wondering about the purpose of her library, especially after hearing her fabricated story about Jing Ke stabbing Prince Dan of Yan three times.
“I love reading.” Zhu Juntang’s smile was calm and gentle.
“Then you should read more.” Liu Chang’an was about to take his leave.
“Wait.”
Zhu Juntang naturally didn’t plan to let Liu Chang’an off that easily. After shooing away her servant and eunuch, she put her hands behind her back, subtly warning Liu Chang’an with a guarded gaze, her eyes narrowing as she bit her lip.
“You and the eunuch were talking, and I heard everything. You made sense, but you also kicked me, so we’re even.”
Liu Chang’an nodded, as he was a person who valued reason, and as long as the other party was reasonable, he would reciprocate.
“Zhuge Liang’s three visits to the thatched cottage… no, Liu Bei’s three visits to the thatched cottage, demonstrated his sincerity, and actually, Zhuge Liang had already wanted to follow Liu Bei to plunder and loot.” Zhu Juntang gazed intently at Liu Chang’an. “I, Zhu the Third, am also eager for talent, and as long as you can be useful to me, I can keep your secret, offer you countless wealth, and many women.”
Everyone has desires, and Zhu Juntang believed that, even if she had just been kicked into the swimming pool by Liu Chang’an, she wouldn’t be shaken.
“You’re also a woman.” Liu Chang’an looked at Zhu Juntang with deep meaning.
Zhu Juntang had always thought of herself as a very ambitious girl, and so, to achieve her goals, she was willing to sacrifice a bit of her pride and seek patronage.
Therefore, Zhu Juntang’s eyes sparkled with a mixture of shame and determination, and after a brief moment of hesitation, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and was about to remove her clothes, but her sense of shame prevented her from doing so, and she asked him to turn around instead.
Liu Chang’an complied, and Zhu Juntang’s eyes widened, her expression changing, as she took a few steps back, controlled her breathing, and prepared to kick Liu Chang’an’s buttocks.
This is called using one’s own methods to retaliate! Zhu Juntang sneered inwardly, thinking that men were ultimately shallow, and since they dare to insult the goddess, they should also pay the price.
Liu Chang’an dodged in time, and as he looked at Zhu Juntang’s changing expression, he saw her kicking wildly, her hands waving in the air, and her body stumbling forward, but ultimately, she failed and fell to the ground.
Liu Chang’an looked at her expressionlessly, thinking that she was a foolish woman.
Zhu Juntang lay on the ground, unmoving, unable to accept reality. It hadn’t been an hour since the last time she was humiliated, and yet she was once again lying on the ground, feeling endless humiliation and shame.
At this moment, Liu Chang’an walked over, and Zhu Juntang made up her mind that no matter what he did, whether he apologized, consoled her, or tried to lift her up, she would never forgive him, unless he agreed to become her subordinate.
Liu Chang’an walked away, exiting the elevator, and going downstairs.
Zhu Juntang lay on the ground, calling out for the eunuch in a voice filled with endless humiliation and despair.
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Liu Chang’an went downstairs to the construction site, found the dead dog, and let out a sigh of relief, as he had been worried that someone might have taken it away during the time he was upstairs.
Looking up, he saw the bright lights on the exterior wall of the Baolong Center, shining like a jade pillar, and at the top, there was a… little goddess.
Liu Chang’an smiled, not worried that Zhu Juntang would leak his secret, thinking that the longer one lived, the stronger one became, and it was natural to not be easily threatened.
Apart from him, no one else came to supervise, and Liu Chang’an, following the rules, walked around the construction site.
The soil emitted a faint smell of blood, and the construction site was filled with the mixed smells of powder, oil, and water, and Liu Chang’an saw that a truck was parked too close to the edge of the pit and tried to push it to a safer location.
No problem, he had the strength.
As the night passed, Zhu Juntang didn’t send the eunuch to look for Liu Chang’an, and when the sky brightened, Liu Chang’an carried the dead dog back home.
The fallen leaves of the parasol tree seemed to have skipped several months, going from autumn to summer, carrying the faint scent of decay, and Liu Chang’an stood under the tree, carrying the dead dog, looking at the van in front of him.
After hesitating for a moment, Liu Chang’an swept the fallen leaves together, picked up some brick stones, and surrounded them with a makeshift oven, using a long stick to poke the dead dog, and beginning to burn its fur.
The flames crackled, and the smell of burning dog hair filled the air, but fortunately, the dog’s fur was short, and it was soon cleaned up, and Liu Chang’an cut off the dog’s head with a knife, placing it in a large basin, and putting it in the van.
The remaining task was naturally to disembowel the dog, and after burning the dog’s skin, the internal organs would be in a semi-cooked state, making it easier to clean up, and Liu Chang’an kept the dog’s liver for himself, as it was one of the eight delicacies of the palace cuisine during the Shang and Zhou dynasties.
Some people used pig liver, goose liver, or duck liver, and the method of making liver sauce was to wrap it in a bag made of animal intestines and roast it, which tasted extremely good.
As for the other organs, Liu Chang’an cleaned them up, intending to use them to make dog meat sauce, which would be the most suitable material.
He kept some for himself and placed the rest on a wooden rack at the entrance of his home, waiting for the neighbors to come and buy them.
“Long’an brother, you killed a little pig?” A little girl asked, curiously looking at Liu Chang’an as she delivered soy milk.
“This is a dog.” Liu Chang’an took a sip of the soy milk, and the little girl, Zhou Dongdong, looked at him with tears in her eyes.
“Why can you kill dogs but not little pigs?”
“You can kill little pigs, but not dogs?”
Zhou Dongdong wiped away her tears, bit her finger, and looked puzzled, unable to find a reason, and then she began to cry, “Why can you kill dogs…”
“Why can you kill little pigs but not dogs?”
Zhou Dongdong’s tears fell, and she looked up at Liu Chang’an, who sighed, thinking that men and women should reason with each other, but children like her were an exception, and Liu Chang’an didn’t explain to her.
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