Chapter 1015: Chapter 1017: Special Services

Wen Wen’s assurance made Sifumo breathe a sigh of relief. Wen Wen was the one he could never quite figure out in this team, and if Wen Wen decided not to cooperate, he really wouldn’t have any good ideas.

“So, how should we cooperate with you?” Lin Zheyuan asked with discontent in his voice. He had just come to have fun with his wife, and now they were caught up in this mess. Anyone would be annoyed in their position.

Sifumo shook his head, “Just don’t leave the group and carry on enjoying yourselves as usual; that would be the best way to help me.”

After this was made clear, everyone lost the mood for a soak and soon left the Hot Spring Lake, heading back into the inn.

Li Natuo lingered in the lake for a moment, having not fully understood what was going on, he only remembered the phrase ‘just carry on as usual…’

Finally, the only ones left in the lake were Wen Wen, Tao Qingqing, and Three Cubs.

Tao Qingqing initially wanted to leave too, as she felt it was inappropriate to bathe alone with Wen Wen, to avoid misunderstandings. But the spring was so relaxing that she stayed.

As dusk fell, Wen Wen finally had enough and emerged from the spring, heading to the lounge of the Mountain Wildflower House.

Upon entering, Wen Wen saw Sifumo with his legs propped on the table, surrounded by several young women massaging his legs and shoulders.

Several male companions were sitting off to the side, none looking particularly pleased, especially the Wanderer, whose face was sullen.

The proprietress approached Wen Wen, wearing a suggestive smile, “Welcome back, brother! Would you like some special services?”

Wen Wen was taken aback. How shameless could they be, promoting special services in front of everyone like this?

Well, he was into that kind of thing.

Seeing this scene, the others looked somewhat relieved, while Sifumo had a mischievous smile on his face.

Wen Wen adopted a lordly air, “What kind of special services do you offer here?”

Now it was the others who were shocked; his lady companion was right there, and he was asking for special services?

Tao Qingqing gave Wen Wen a disdainful look and turned back to her room, finding the atmosphere too strange to remain.

Once she left, all eyes on Wen Wen turned contemptuous. What a scumbag, they thought.

Wen Wen, oblivious to their assumptions, was just curious about these special services.

“Exclusive ‘Deep’ Service, Group Activity, Passionate Clap Show, Pink Temptation, Green Romance…”

“These… the names don’t sound proper.”

The proprietress smiled slyly, “We offer legitimate services.”

Wen Wen wanted to experience the services offered here, hoping to improve the Rabbit Massage Parlor at the Sanctuary, so he told the proprietress, “Give me a Group Activity.”

“Sir, special services are not included in the basic package, so you need to pay separately. The Group Activity costs 998 Demon Hunting Coins.”

Wen Wen’s eyes lit up at the mention of payment, hoping this indicated quality.

Thus, Wen Wen was led to a room adjacent to the hall, where several charming young ladies entered.

The travelers in the lounge gathered at the door, gleefully watching Wen Wen.

Once inside, Wen Wen lay comfortably on a massage chair, closing his eyes in expectation, only to open them to see the young ladies simply exercising.

Don’t get it wrong, it was legitimate exercise; one was lifting weights, another punching a sandbag, and still another stretching…

“Come on, I paid 998 Demon Hunting Coins, and you’re giving me this? Are you kidding?”

Wen Wen sat up, stunned by the scene. While he didn’t expect actual services like the Hunter Association’s venues offered, surely there should be at least something borderline. What was this nonsense?

The proprietress seemed aggrieved, “Sir, I mentioned before, we offer official services here…”

“Then what about the Exclusive Deep Service?”

“Ear-cleaning, naturally,” the proprietress replied, as if it were obvious.

Not willing to back down, Wen Wen continued, “Passionate Clap Show…”

“We cheer and applaud for you.”

“And Pink Temptation?” Wen Wen was too tired to comment further.

The proprietress clapped her hands, summoning a girl in a pink outfit.

“Heh, hehehe…” Wen Wen stood up, “Your methods are clever, I’ll give you that, but I won’t pay.”

“Sir, that’s not very nice,” the proprietress’s face darkened, her voice turning sinister.

Wen Wen snorted coldly, “If any of you can take a single Demon Hunting Coin from me today, I’ll spell my name backward. I know your game plan; others might give in easily, but I…”

“Pay up!”

“Pay up!”

One by one, the doll-like girls crowded around Wen Wen, urging him. After all, they had already exercised in front of him. How could he not pay?

When their clamoring yielded no result, the girls’ clothes tore apart, revealing sharp, spiky spider legs; in the blink of an eye, they transformed into strange spiders!

Their upper bodies were dull-skinned beauties, while their lower halves were hideous spider bodies.

No doubt, this Mountain Wildflower House was one giant spider lair.

Catering to travelers from the Hunter Association ensured their every need, guaranteeing their safety as well.

All inhabitants here were girls, needing makeup, clothes, and bags to beautify themselves, but ordinary patrons couldn’t be entertained. So, they devised this dreadful plan to extort Demon Hunting Coins from Hunters.

Step one: use enticing names to lure Hunters into buying extra services.

Step two: perform the service; most would naturally pay at this stage.

If someone refused to pay, they would move on to step three, intimidation!

They scared Hunters with their true horrific forms to extract the desired payment.

Service charges were calculated based on ability to pay, avoiding severe pain but amounting to substantial cash, enough for the girls’ expenses.

Moreover, post-transaction, they offered small perks to scammed Hunters, who generally chose not to dwell on it.

This ploy had worked flawlessly, until today, they met their match. Wen Wen was utterly unyielding and incredibly skilled, impervious to threats.

Thus, after revealing their true forms, screams of terror erupted from the room, and the Spider Women were left scuttling in panic by Wen Wen.

The Wanderer hesitated outside, “That Mystic Detective wouldn’t directly attack them, would he?”

In a serious tone, Sifumo replied, “With his personality, he certainly could do such a thing. These Spider Women deserve some punishment for their extortions, but they shouldn’t meet a tragic end…”

With that, they pushed the door open, only to be met with a shocking sight.

They saw Wen Wen grinning ear to ear, gripping a Spider Woman’s arm tightly, eyes filled with delight and excitement.

Silent for a moment, Sifumo told the Wanderer, “I did mention before; he was once called Pervert.”

The Wanderer nodded, “There are no wrong names, only wrongly named nicknames… Indeed, he’s quite the pervert.”