Victor seized the moment, his voice brimming with excitement as he began to envision the future:
"Hong Kong! Once we're there, we'll find the best cha chaan teng, have pineapple buns and silk stocking milk tea! And..."
He paused, a sly glint flashing in his eyes, lowering his voice as if sharing a brilliant secret:
"We can send our ghost shadow soldiers ahead as scouts! They're experts at stealth, reconnaissance, and intelligence gathering! Guaranteed to be even better informed than the local kingpins!"
"When the time comes, no matter where that old codger, Holy Lord, has hidden his treasure—under what patch of earth or in which forgotten corner—we'll dig it all up!"
Just thinking about how Holy Lord's painstakingly hidden treasure would be effortlessly found through this kind of "dimensional reduction" tactic made Victor chuckle to himself, as if he could already see mountains of gold and silver beckoning to him.
Valmont, listening from the front seat, didn't dare interrupt, but his heart was also filled with anticipation and awe for the "ghost shadow soldier reconnaissance network" Victor described.
Following Mr. Victor definitely promises boundless prospects!
His hands gripping the steering wheel tightened even more, as if clutching the key to financial freedom.
"So, Mr. Victor, when are we going to Hong Kong?"
Valmont's voice trembled with excitement, his hands on the wheel shaking slightly, wishing he could floor the accelerator right then and there.
The treasure of the Golden Rooster King! With it, he and his brothers could lounge on a mountain of gold, eating, drinking, and having fun for generations!
Just think back to the days serving that stingy old dragon, Holy Lord—working hard to find the talismans, self-funding the operations, bearing all the risks, and almost losing everything in the end. It was practically a history of blood and tears!
Now look at Mr. Victor: he came back and casually tossed me a bag of gold and gems, and now he's even got concrete clues to the Golden Rooster King's treasure.
Valmont's heart swelled with emotion, almost wanting to sigh to the heavens: "This dragon has wandered half a life, never meeting a true lord. If you, sir, do not disdain me..." "What's the rush? We have more important matters."
Victor's lazy voice came from the back seat, carrying a calm assurance that everything was under control, instantly dousing Valmont's eagerness.
"Besides, the treasure isn't going anywhere. Right now, Holy Lord is its most loyal watchdog, guarding it for us. And..."
He paused, waving the few hyper-realistic drawings—just rendered by Venom based on Wednesday's psychic memories, with terrifyingly precise details—a mischievous smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
"Precision Rank A, care to learn more?"
Victor flicked the drawing paper proudly, producing a crisp sound.
"Once we deploy our newly recruited ghost shadow soldiers with these 'photos' to compare everywhere in Hong Kong, finding the places in the drawings will be a matter of minutes."
As he spoke, he naturally wrapped his arm around Wednesday's shoulder beside him, tilting his chin up, his face filled with pride that said, "I'm proud to be associated with her."
"My girlfriend is just amazing!"
"Yes, yes! Both sisters-in-law are amazing!"
Valmont nodded hurriedly in agreement, his tone utterly sincere. It wasn't entirely flattery; he genuinely thought this ability was god-tier.
He just wondered what astonishing skills that blonde girl was hiding.
The address "sisters-in-law" made both Wednesday and Enid in the back seat blush simultaneously. One subconsciously pressed her lips into a tight line, while the other shyly lowered her head, twisting her fingers.
"Um... Boss..."
Valmont had already very naturally switched to this form of address, clearly positioning himself beneath Victor, "What's the more important matter?"
"Going back to school, of course."
Victor replied as if it were the most natural thing in the world, the top priority.
"Huh?"
Valmont was completely dumbfounded, almost losing his grip on the steering wheel. The treasure was right within reach, but... go back to school? This twist was too sudden!
"I'm a good student, you know."
Victor declared righteously, casually pulling out a crumpled copy of "High School Student Code of Conduct" from his backpack and waving it, though the cover was clearly defaced with a large skull drawn in correction fluid.
Valmont: "..."
"The boss is right! Studies come first! Studies come first!"
Victor nodded with satisfaction and began planning:
"First, take us to the airport. You, have your men take these drawings and some of the ghost shadow soldier brothers to Hong Kong first as scouts. Keep a low profile; don't alert anyone. Once our semester ends and we're on holiday, we'll join you there."
He thought for a moment and added:
"Oh, right. Once in Hong Kong, help me find the best cha chaan teng and pineapple buns first. Scout them out in advance."
"Understood! Don't worry, Boss! Mission guaranteed!"
Valmont immediately straightened his back as if receiving a military order.
Although he couldn't quite grasp the deeper meaning behind Victor's "studies first" approach, following Mr. Victor was never wrong! How could an ordinary person fathom this lord's train of thought?
Inside the car, Victor slumped back into his seat, his left hand secretly hooking Wednesday's pinky finger, while his right hand was held in Enid's warm grasp.
He closed his eyes, a faint, elusive smile playing on his lips.
"Hmm? Victor, what's that poking me from your side?"
Enid curiously reached out, feeling around Victor's waist, her fingertips touching something hard and book-shaped.
Victor's eyes snapped open as if he'd been stepped on, quickly pressing down on Enid's restless little hand, a rare flash of panic crossing his face.
"It's... it's nothing! Just an ordinary book!"
But the more Victor tried to hide it, the brighter the curious sparkle in Enid's big eyes became.
She pouted, clinging to Victor like a koala, beginning to whine softly:
"Let me see~ Victor~ Just a little peek~ Please?~"
After all this time together, Enid had already mastered about ninety-eight percent of Victor's repertoire of acting cute and whining.
Deployed now, her voice was sweet enough to drip honey, combined with her nuzzling against his neck—it was a lethal attack.
Since ancient times, heroes have struggled to resist the charms of a beauty. Victor's mind began to wander under her affectionate assault, and in a moment of distraction, the hand guarding his "treasure" loosened slightly.
Seizing the opportunity, Enid deftly snatched the "culprit" into her hands.
"Hehe, got it!"
Enid triumphantly waved her prize, like a cat that had stolen a fish.
Victor watched her excited expression and sighed deeply, his tone carrying a meaningful "you brought this on yourself" warning:
"Sigh... You asked for it~ Don't say I didn't warn you."
Enid paid no heed to his "warning," eagerly looking down at the book in her hands.
The cover was made of some soft leather material, warm to the touch, but the title written in some pink pigment gave off an indescribable sense of eeriness and... impropriety?
"The... Succubus... Cultivation... Guide..."
Enid read the large characters on the cover slowly and clearly, one word at a time. When she reached the subtitle, her voice carried obvious confusion and a strange shift in tone.
"The... Great Han... Orthodox... Edition?"
She looked up, blinking her big eyes, glancing from the explosively titled book in her hands to Victor beside her, who wore an expression of utter resignation with reddened ears. Her little head was filled with big question marks.
Even Wednesday, who had maintained an icy expression all along, was drawn by this earth-shattering book title.
Her eyes shifted slightly, her gaze falling on the book emitting an eerie aura.
A faint, rarely seen glimmer of something called "interest" flickered across her pale face.
"Oh?"
Wednesday's voice remained cool as ever, but carried a trace of barely perceptible inquiry.
"So this is... the 'enlightenment' textbook Sister Mavis used for you since childhood?"
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