Chapter 101! Jiang Lin! Where are you!

In the courtyard of the Qian residence, the dog Erha darted about in the grass, leaping with its four short little legs as it chased butterflies without pause.

In the pavilion, Qian Xiaopang and the servant named Jiu Jiu sat on stone stools, gazing at Jiang Lin as he knocked on a black board. With what they called "chalk," he wrote on it: "Little Chrysanthemum Classroom"...

"Cough cough cough, our first lecture now begins." Jiang Lin cleared his throat a few times. "First, Qian Xiaopang, what do you think is the most important thing when chasing a girl?"

"Charisma!"

"Wrong! Next!"

"Appearance!"

"Also wrong. Jiu Jiu, what do you think?"

"To the young master, this servant believes it is... the inner side..."

"Still wrong." Jiang Lin shook his head from the courtyard and tossed two copper coins to them from his pocket. "It's money!"

Gazing at the copper coins in his hand, Qian Xiaopang was utterly dumbfounded. "But Teacher, I don't lack money..."

Jiang Lin shot Qian Xiaopang a glare.

"That's because your method is wrong. Once, a famous Mr. Lu once said:

[The world has many illnesses; treat the right symptoms to cure them. The same applies to women.]"

"What does the teacher mean?"

"So, although you are very wealthy, your approach is incorrect, not treating the right symptom."

Jiang Lin began talking nonsense in all seriousness.

"Girls in real life are never like the heroines in novels written by authors; as long as you sweet-talk them, you can get the girl's heart."

" Facing literary girls, you must be cultured.

Facing introverted girls, you must know how to tell jokes.

Facing tsundere girls, who generally attack high and defend low, charging forward is the way!

In short, you need to understand the heart of a woman. Fortunately, your teacher knows women's hearts best!"

"Teacher! Teach me!"

Qian Xiaopang suddenly knelt down, then like fast-forward, he slid to Jiang Lin's side and hugged his master's legs tightly.

"Don't worry." Jiang Lin patted the round head of his newly accepted disciple, "Master has conquered countless girls (from dating games) and seen countless cases (harem novels and anime); I will definitely help you conquer the one you like."

"Huh? Teacher, you know?"

"I told you, master knows a bit of divination. You saved a girl one night, then hid her in your backyard, and she fell in love with you—I understand."

"Teacher..." Xiaopang cried even louder, clinging tightly to Jiang Lin's legs.

"Okay okay, I guess Xiaopang, you haven't opened your 'season' yet, right?"

"I..."

Qian Xiaopang wanted to speak but stopped, somewhat shy, but still nodded with a slightly red face.

"Never mind, this makes it more pure." Jiang Lin smiled gently, "But you need to be braver; you need to chat with more girls, otherwise you'll stutter in front of that girl."

"But Teacher, the servants in the mansion are all respectful to me. If I go outside to flirt with good women, before I even speak, they'll cry and make a fuss. How do I chat?"

"It's not that simple?" Jiang Lin helped his three-hundred-jin disciple up. "Tonight, the teacher will take you to a place that is the purest! Guaranteed, it is the most pure relationship between men and women!"

Standing up, Qian Xiaopang looked at his teacher's serious demeanor and nodded heavily.

...

"Senior sister..."

Inside the inn, when Qin Xiao returned to the room, he saw his senior sister sitting on a chair, her green jade fingers holding a teacup, with a flying sword called Qing Bi floating in the air, exuding a chilling sword energy.

Beside Lin senior sister were her two junior sisters.

"Back?"

"Back..."

Qin Xiao felt a bad premonition in his heart.

"Back is good." The woman gently placed the teacup down, "Then Qin junior brother, what do you have to say to me?"

Hearing the senior sister's icy voice, Qin Xiao swallowed hard, cold sweat beading on his forehead. However, despite that, Qin Xiao straightened his body, looking like a man ready to face death:

"Senior sister! Qin Xiao and I are not only fellow apprentices but also brothers who have shared each other's underwear! I will not betray Qin Xiao!"

"Oh? So deep the bond of brotherhood." Lin Qingwan smiled faintly, "I heard that Qin Xiao likes Mei Mei, right? Mei Mei is a senior sister on your peak, did I remember correctly?"

"I..."

"Give him..."

"Yes, senior sister."

The two junior sisters took out folded papers from their chests and handed them to Qin Xiao. Qin Xiao took them nervously and unfolded them, his gaze stunned.

"Senior sister... this..."

"Correct, everything written there is the fruits, dishes, and some daily habits that Mei Mei likes the most."

"Hahaha! Senior sister, Senior Sister Shangguan is whom I love, but making me betray Qin Xiao! This matter..."

"If you are willing to help me with one favor, I can not only give Mei Mei more hobbies and habits but also arrange to meet Mei Mei and speak well for you."

"Qin Xiao is willing to serve the senior sister!"

With the words spoken, Qin Xiao bowed and knelt on one knee...

"Um, very good." Lin Qingwan nodded and had a junior sister fetch a book to hand to Qin Xiao.

Qin Xiao took it and looked at it.

"On the Self-Improvement of a Spy"

...

The sky had already darkened; every household had lit candles, and some merchants were also lighting lanterns.

Although this era had no neon lights or the like, the sight of thousands of candlelit homes and red hanging lanterns had its own unique charm.

Especially in front of a brightly lit building, as if it were broad daylight...

On the upper floors, many lightly clad women kept waving handkerchiefs at the passing men on the street, and some women standing outside the doors would pull men inside as soon as they saw them...

"Teacher, where is this?"

"This is the purest place master mentioned." Looking at the signboard of Chunfeng Tower, Jiang Lin smiled slightly, "We only need to pay them money, and they will accompany us to chat the night away, even teaching us foreign languages. After an evening, there will be no more relationships— is that pure enough?"

"..."

Qian Xiaopang still wanted to refute something, but his teacher's words seemed extremely reasonable.

And Qian Xiaopang was hesitating whether to enter when Jiang Lin, putting his arm around Qian Xiaopang's shoulders, stepped forward and shouted loudly:

"We are high, rich, and handsome!"

"Aiyo! Please enter, young master."

"Young master is so handsome!"

"Young master, you are so burly."

"Young master, this little girl is best at playing musical instruments; I wonder if you like playing the flute under the moonlight?"

With those words, dozens of girls ran out, urging them forward and pulling them inside nonstop.

...

At the same time, in the backyard of the Qian residence.

A pair of injured white fox sisters leaped in.

In the center of the yard, An Ran sat dressed in coarse hemp clothes.

When the women saw the woman, the fox sisters ignored their injuries and knelt on one knee.

The white fox sisters landed on their hind feet, and a woman veiled arrived astride a sword:

"Jiang Lin! Where are you!"