Contract Lovers

At the border between three provinces, Yunnan, Sichuan and Guizhou. It is a neutral place were fighting usually occurs between the two most known factions in Kangho. Even with all the chaos going around between the two factions, fights don't start without a reason... well they always start with a stupid reason.

Stepping on someone's feet by mistake, slapping an inn owner, cursing, talking to yourself, not greeting someone, looking at someone, looking at someone's woman;This are some of the reasons why people fight in this developed place and the reason why Namgung Wong decided to send someone else to collect the herbs he needed.

Burp-!

"I am already out of beer this early in the morning." Peng Gao complained as he looked at the clay bottle of wine in his hands, on earth standards it would be nearly about ten litres. He was so drunk that he couldn't notice that the sun already past its zenith point.

It was the nature of the drunken Arts, one needed to be drunk in order to advance to the next level. Peng Gao needed twenty more litres of alcohol with a content above eighty percent to advance to the next level, which is also the reason why he is here.

His best friend had told him that he would make him a drink that would knock him out, just after a sip if he gathered the right ingredients for him.

– I used to make spirits back when I lived on the streets, they were much more strong than alcohol. That is how I managed to escape the life of a street urchin.

– Spirits? Are you talking about ghost? You can't make ghost? You were never a street urchin to begin with!

– Spirits are a type of alcohol that will make you go dizzy from just one sip, there are far greater than staff like brandy, vodka, whisky and so on.

– Dude what the hell?! Brandy? Vodka? Whisky? Does such staff even exist? Stop making things up, I know you are blue this day so don't take it out on me with your nonsense.

– I know I could lie, but I am telling the truth!♪

– You can sing now?! What the hell did you drink?!

– Okay let us make a bet.

– Bet?

– Yes, you go find the ingredients to make the spirit, and if I fail to make it, I will give you full ownership over the Red Lion business. While you are at it, please find the ingredients for the potion, we are running out of stock.

That is how Peng Gao ended up in this horrific place between three provinces.

"What would Wong want if he won the bet?" He never got a chance to ask, as he became greedy about the money he will gain after he becomes the owner, "He probably knew he was going to lose, that is why he never asked."

Peng Gao walked towards the nearest inn from where he was standing, it was written [Gaya Inn] on the front door. It was well built, and looked like the only descent place in the whole area.

Extravagant horse carriages were parked outside, reporting that someone of great importance in the Murim world was staying there. Gao didn't mind that, as he himself was a person of great importance.

"I can beat everyone in there." He wasn't lying, well if they come at him together then that would be a different story, "I sense a familiar ki coming from inside that inn."

Gao's expression suddenly turned serious, as the fuzziness around him washed away. He usually has a funny expression around him, but now he looked more like a beast on a hunt.

Like he was some sort of UFO everyone looked at Peng Gao as he took each step into the inn. All eyes were on him, but he didn't mind much, as he was getting used to it.

Taking a seat on an empty table he quickly ordered his food and drinks. Even though most people wear wherry of Gao only one person dared to walk in towards his table.

It was a beauty that would make anyone scream, her silver-black hair was long tied in a bun. Her blue eyes were like stars on a moonless night.

Making a small smirk she sat in front of Gao, "I didn't expect my toy to run away. How dare you run away from your Master?!"

Peng Gao's started sweating from both fear and rage. The young ladies bare foot was already stroking in between his legs, "Tsk, I am not your toy Tang Zan! Stay away from me!"

"Sorry, but I can't. I will follow you wherever you go." Tang Zan grabbed the drunken swordsman on the collar like a dog, pulling him closer to her before she started kissing him passionately.

Everyone in the inn just blushed at the sight, they couldn't believe that the Poison Princess was so affectionate towards a wanted criminal of the Orthodox Factions.

...

Around the same time.

Without any idea that his friend was being kissed by someone who had an affair with the previous owner of his body, Wong disparately tried to get close to Earlene.

"Do you mind staying for dinner, I would really love to see you sing hyung-nim"

"Of course he minds!" Morong Fan said in an exasperated voice, there was absolutely no way he was going to let this pass through, he wasn't his usual gullible self, who is easily duped by Wong, "Yooha doesn't mind, she will sing for you all night and do the other staff."

'What do you think I am anyway?' Yoo Yooha Wasn't happy with the way Fan talked, even though it was helping her on the mission she was given, 'I have to get close to Namgung Wong at all cost.'

"Fan I am not talking to you."

"Well I am!"

Wong sighed and grabbed the silent Taeksoo's hand. For a second he was stunned, as his skin really felt like that of a woman, "Let us talk a walk outside."

Morong Fan tried to stop Wong, but he suddenly found fist flying towards his face. The red haired just smiled, "No one will go in our way now."

"!?"

Earlene was blushing heavily underneath her skin mask, she couldn't understand her former young master at all.

Did he see through my disguise? Does he have a sexual fetish towards man?

She needed to find the answer, "Sure thing, let us go."