CHAPTER 238: CHAPTER 211: FIRST TIME TRANSFORMING INTO A CAT PEOPLE GIRL, SO EMBARRASSING

Lu Lin didn’t know what to make of the "mysterious" Unnamed Mask.

But he had to wear it anyway.

If he didn’t wear it, how could Lu Lin escape from Hang Tang City?

The Unnamed Mask required that if one wanted to use it, they could only transform into women they had previously seen.

In the human world, Lu Lin had indeed seen many women, including Luo Ling, mom, Guan Yue, Director Long, Sister Long, Chen Shanshan, and others.

But he couldn’t leave looking like a human.

That wouldn’t be any better than his current minotaur appearance.

However, when it came to the Alien Race, Lu Lin was only familiar with the three ladies of Hang Tang.

But he couldn’t change into them.

It would be too easy to expose.

After pondering for a while, Lu Lin realized that he had too few opportunities for social interactions usually, and suddenly a certain image popped into his mind.

When he first arrived at Food God City, someone asked him if he needed any services, and there were various exotic girls.

Lu Lin remembered that there was indeed a girl with a charming appearance, nodding shyly, of the Cat People behind the person.

With a curvaceous figure, short pink-white hair, and clothes that indicated her poor family background.

On her short pinkish-white hair was a cute headband with two sharp cat ears poking out.

Should he transform into this?

It seemed kind of... embarrassing.

Just as Lu Lin was hesitating, he suddenly heard a chaotic shuffle of footsteps outside.

"Mr. Hang, what’s the plan for tonight; are we really hosting the banquet? I heard..."

"Heard? It’s just hearsay after all; its authenticity is naturally doubtful. The banquet will proceed as usual, and all three of you should come tonight."

"I’ll have Tian Dalan bring some girls over by then."

"Alright, thanks to Mr. Hang... however, if Tian Dalan could bring her little sister along, the brothers would be fortunate indeed."

"Fortunate? Hmph!"

Hang Ai snorted coldly, "You know her little sister’s temper, yet you dare have designs on her."

"You guys have quite the nerve."

"Enough chitchat. The banquet will be held as planned tonight. But crucially, have you all informed your family elders about that matter?"

"We have, rest assured, Mr. Hang. You’re already Lord Star General’s eldest son, taller and more handsome than the second son. My grandpa said he would definitely support you in taking the Vice City Lord’s position."

"Yes, Mr. Hang, the second son is younger than you and weaker in cultivation; he’s shorter too. How could such a person serve as our Vice City Lord? If seen, it’ll be a disgrace to Hang Tang City."

Mr. Hang, seeing his followers praising him and belittling the second child, felt proud in his heart.

"Alright, all of you remember this: when my father returns, make sure your clans band together to pressure him, understood?"

"Rest assured, Mr. Hang, our futures and fates lie with you, we’ll definitely support you."

As the group spoke, their voices grew closer, and Lu Lin, hiding in the cellar, felt a bit nervous.

When he came down earlier in a hurry, he hadn’t closed the cellar lid. If discovered, it’d indeed be hard to explain his presence.

Plus, listening to their conversation, this Mr. Hang seemed to be Hang Tang’s eldest son, here to discuss the Vice City Lord position with his subordinates.

It seems, despite being Hang Tang’s beloved son, he was uneasy inside.

In these large families, things were quite convoluted.

"Mr. Hang, look, someone’s been here."

Suddenly, a voice came through, causing Lu Lin’s heart to tighten; was it time to transform?

How embarrassing.

"Someone’s been here?"

Hang Ai looked doubtfully in the direction his follower pointed and saw a cellar lid carelessly placed on the ground in the backyard.

Hang Ai’s face turned chilly.

Since someone was in there, they must have overheard their conversation just now.

Damn it!

If word got out, his image in front of his father would collapse immediately.

"Go check who it is, and if..."

Hang Ai made a throat-slitting gesture, speaking fiercely.

His secret couldn’t be known.

At least not now.

"Yes."

The subordinates acknowledged and prepared to check the cellar.

But at that moment, the courtyard door was pushed open again, and a short, handsome Yanliu Clan man walked in.

"Hehe, big brother, what are you discussing with these scoundrels?"

"Could it be... about the Vice City Lord position?"

The newcomer’s voice was clear; despite being short, he exuded a heroic air.

It was indeed Hang Tang’s second son, Hang Song.

"What we’re discussing is none of your business."

"Hang Song."

Hang Ai was annoyed at Hang Song’s entrance at this time, his face fluctuating.

"Also, weren’t you in the King City studying? Why are you back now? You didn’t skip school, did you?"

"You know how much father values education, don’t you?"

"You don’t need to worry about that, big brother."

Hang Song chuckled, indifferently waving his hand: "Fine, continue with your discussion, I’ll be taking my leave."

"With these scoundrels, if anything happens, it would be... hehe."

Hang Song spoke, not even bothering to glance at Hang Ai’s subordinates, shaking his head, sighing, and slowly walking away.

Hang Ai forcefully slapped the square table beside him, and the table shattered with a loud bang, sending up a plume of dust.

"Damned!"

"Damned!"

Hang Ai cursed angrily, thinking about his brother, who was only three years younger but always seemed wise and full of strategies.

Of course, it was indeed true.

They were both sent by their father to study in the king city, but Hang Ai could only follow ordinary teachers to learn cultivation, while Hang Song was favored by a Lord Star General and accepted as a personal disciple.

Though their father preferred Hang Ai’s tall stature, Hang Song had a Star General standing behind him.

"Mr. Hang, calm your anger."

"Mr. Hang, calm your anger."

"Right, Mr. Hang, let’s check over there first," someone pointed towards the cellar in the backyard.

Hearing this, Hang Ai shifted his anger towards the one who might have overheard his secrets in the cellar, gritting his teeth, "Let’s go and check together. I’ll tear apart this eavesdropper today."

Lu Lin, hiding in the cellar, initially hoped his discovery would go unnoticed, but fate had other plans.

Since that’s the case, then he could only...

"Mr. Hang, look, there’s an unconscious Catwoman down here."

"Catwoman?"

Hang Ai felt his heart skip a beat, a subtle heat rising.

Catwomen were a beloved race not only among humans but also in the alien market.

The three beauty races of the Exotic Battlefield.

Cat People.

Fox People.

Rabbit People.

The women of these races are each as beautiful as heavenly fairies, young and charming, or with stunning figures, or exceptional temperament.

In the upper echelons of some alien races in the Exotic Battlefield, many find pleasure in raising women of these three races.

In fact, owning an ordinary Cat People or Rabbit People woman is not enough.

What they pursue are rare breeds like Fire-patterned Cat People, Droopy-eared Rabbit People, and Pattern-faced Ghost Fox People.

Each year, the aliens of the Exotic Battlefield host grand beauty selections.

The reason Hang Ai felt fiery upon hearing the word Catwoman was due to Hang Tang’s strict control over him.

Before turning 30, Hang Ai was only allowed to socialize with women, but not hold parties.

However, during this period while Hang Tang is away, Hang Ai is living in nightly revelry.

Only during parties that Tian Dalan attends does Hang Ai restrain himself a bit.

"Catwoman? What kind of Catwoman, bring it up and let me see." Hang Tang instructed.

The subordinates below heeded the command, working together to bring up the Catwoman Lu Lin had transformed into. Hang Tang’s eyes lit up upon seeing Lu Lin.

Not bad, it’s actually a rare Pink-white Cat People.

Pink-white is a racial designation for Cat People, a term only applied to Cat People girls with pink-white hair.

A Pink-white Cat People girl would fetch at least one hundred thousand star coins in the king city.

What Hang Ai mentioned was the starting bid.

To have obtained such a Pink-white so easily, his luck is through the roof.

At this moment, Hang Ai forgot about Hang Song’s mocking and transformed his anger into affection, carefully examining the unconscious Cat People girl.

"Mr. Hang... Mr. Hang, gulp, isn’t this girl too... too alluring?"

One of the subordinates couldn’t help but drool in excitement...

"She is alluring, look at this skin, look at the back and waist. I pride myself as Hang Tang city’s top ’horse expert,’ but I’ve never seen such a perfect specimen."

Noticing the subordinates becoming more outrageous, Hang Ai coughed.

"Ahem, enough now, put away that indecent behavior. This unconscious Cat People girl, who knows why she’s fallen to such a state, evokes sympathy."

"I’ve decided, as the acting Vice City Lord of Hang Tang City, I cannot ignore someone in distress; it would trouble my conscience."

"I’m going to bring her back to my residence... no, I can’t bring her home."

Hang Tang had clearly stated before that Hang Ai was not allowed to engage in any mischief before turning thirty, as it was crucial now to compete with the second son for the Vice City Lord position. He couldn’t make any tactical errors.

"You, send this girl to my mansion outside the city, ensure that no one notices."

"Even if someone does find out, you know you should..."

"Mr. Hang, I understand. This Pink-white Cat is someone I bought half a month ago in the king city, having nothing to do with Mr. Hang."

Seeing the subordinate so understanding, Hang Ai showed a faint smile.

"Good, by the way, notify everyone that tonight we’ll hold a banquet at the mansion outside the city. We won’t invite Tian Dalan this time."

"Let’s have a great time together."

"Great, long live Mr. Hang."

The subordinates shouted in unison.

Lu Lin, still unconscious, rejoiced inwardly; this truly was a stroke of good luck.

Unexpectedly, having just completed his transformation, he was sent outside the city.

Once outside the city gates, he’d be free as a bird soaring through the vast sky.

To prevent the news of escaping the city using his transformation from leaking, Lu Lin might need to sincerely thank Mr. Hang and his brothers.

Meeting at the King of Hell’s palace? How about that idea.