Qiu Wuji didn't react to these words at all. If Chu Ge hadn't been writing books, of course she wouldn't exist; what was there to react to?
However, once she entered, Qiu Wuji slowly began to understand why Chu Ge had said that.
It was a very classic dance hall, seemingly quite normal on the surface—classic in Chu Ge's terms, roughly the type of ballroom dance halls that were popular in the 1990s, rarely heard of now.
Men and women danced together in the hall, soft, elegant music echoing softly, the lights flickering, shimmering across the dancers. Qiu Wuji clearly saw some people kissing while dancing.
Others were touching their partners' backs.
Others seemed oblivious, as if it were perfectly normal.
Around the dance floor were small tables, with groups of two or three men and women sitting around drinking and chatting, still quite normal. Even in the corner, couples were embracing and making out, their hands sneaking up their clothes... The music was soothing, the decor elegant, seemingly quite tasteful, but at first glance, it was all decadent.
"This kind of setup," Chu Ge stroked his chin, "is fairly normal, a place for people to indulge in their own pleasures."
Qiu Wuji was dumbfounded: "Normal?"
"Of course it's normal. Normally, if there's a check, it's nothing. If there were any problems, we wouldn't be able to come in so easily without any questioning. This is a place for ordinary people to have fun."
Qiu Wuji: "…" What kind of misunderstanding do you have about ordinary people?
"How many, sir?" Only then did a waiter approach to greet them.
"Two," Chu Ge said, "Is this your first time here? Any recommendations for fun activities?" The waiter's eyes darted over Qiu Wuji, a strange smile on his face.
"You've brought a female companion, so you won't get any of the fun activities. Or are you exceptionally gifted, able to engage in such activities in front of your companion?" "Aside from a special performance later, there aren't any other programs. Your female companion is so beautiful, isn't that your favorite thing to do?"
"Hiss..." She's really good with words, much more eloquent than our keyboard-typing mouths.
Chu Ge didn't ask any more questions, asked for a corner table, and squeezed in with Qiu Wuji.
Yes, squeezed in... the corner tables are usually for couples, dimly lit, undisturbed—perfect for a man and woman...
Qiu Wuji squeezed against the wall, Chu Ge sat on the outside. Having just tried to act independently and been slapped in the face by reality, Qiu Wuji was very obedient this time, her face twitching but she remained silent, letting Chu Ge negotiate.
Chu Ge was close to the warm, fragrant woman, their arms touching, able to feel the smoothness of her arms. He suppressed the slight flutter in his heart and looked at the menu seriously.
Then his face turned green.
All his wandering thoughts were shattered by the string of numbers on the menu.
A bottle of beer costs over a thousand for the cheapest, over ten thousand for the good ones, and the best ones are too expensive to even look at.
A plate of peanuts costs ninety-nine? Are you robbing me?
Facing the increasingly stiff smile of the waiter beside him, Chu Ge forced a calm expression: "One bottle of beer, one plate of peanuts." The waiter's smile turned into a half-smile: "Okay." At least he has manners…
But Chu Ge thought, you might as well make a sarcastic remark so my Qiuqiu could use it as an excuse to beat someone up and storm out.
The waiter quickly brought the beer and peanuts and then ignored the table. Only then did Qiu Wuji speak his first words: "Sit a little further away, why are you so close?"
Chu Ge said helplessly, "This chair is only this long."
Qiu Wuji pursed his lips, not bothering to argue, and said calmly, "What, can't stand the way people look at you?"
Chu Ge admitted, "Yeah, it's embarrassing."
"If you want to cultivate immortality, you need to have a peaceful mindset, otherwise you won't make any progress."
"...You couldn't even flag down a taxi and people looked at you like you were an idiot, weren't you going to hit me? Ouch, ouch, ouch!"
It's not just hitting, it's evolved into pinching flesh, you cultivators do this too?
Qiu Wuji gritted her teeth and said, "I'm serious!" Chu Ge smiled obsequiously and poured wine, "Yes, yes, Master." Qiu Wuji was too lazy to pay him any attention. She casually picked up her wine glass, took a sip, and immediately spat it all out: "What kind of horse piss is this?"
Chu Ge: "Although this beer is the cheapest here... this sip still cost ten yuan."
"That's strange." Qiu Wuji looked around: "Just providing a place for dancing, this shouldn't be this expensive, right? Is my common sense wrong?"
The poor girl was already doubting herself. Chu Ge was both amused and exasperated: "This time your common sense is fine, the problem is here. Observe first... Oh, by the way, can you use your divine sense to see other places?"
"Yes." Qiu Wuji had actually already used her divine sense to explore... She wasn't a Qi Refining stage cultivator as she appeared; strictly speaking, she was a split soul body with the divine sense and magical knowledge of the Tribulation Transcending stage, capable of things far beyond what ordinary Qi Refining stage cultivators could understand.
But her observation didn't go very well from the start.
Having too strong a divine sense isn't a good thing... For example, if one's divine sense could penetrate the wall they were leaning against, they could "see" the man and woman next door embracing and kissing, their clothes almost pulled down to their elbows, revealing a patch of white skin, and then the man would bury his face in their chest...
Not only could they see it, but they could also hear it—that was terrifying.
The sounds of their intimate kisses were enough to make anyone blush and their heart race.
In that atmosphere, the two people sitting so close together inevitably felt a strange sensation of rising temperature; their arms, touching, grew increasingly hot, as if they had a fever.
Chu Ge, too, couldn't suppress his restless desires. He was lustful but lacked the courage to act on them. He dared not do anything else, only cautiously rubbing his already touching arms together, as if that might bring him some solace.
In this atmosphere, as they continued to rub against each other, Qiu Wuji also felt something... something was stirring within him, a longing he had never experienced before.
It's all because of this shameless "Creator God"! Originally, this kind of setting, where someone cultivates in seclusion for millennia, should never have this kind of feeling, but his setting has it, it has to be!
Qiu Wuji gritted her teeth, holding back for a long time: "Chu Ge, are you ever going to stop? Are you really forcing me to beat you up?"
Chu Ge recoiled slightly as if electrocuted, feeling a little ashamed himself.
That seemed a bit lewd, and they weren't even that close…
Qiu Wuji sighed, feeling a strange emptiness, and even Mimi next to her seemed less glaring…
Her divine sense finally expanded further and more precisely.
She sensed something over there… Before she could see clearly, the music in the dance floor ended, the dancers began to leave, and a host jumped onto the stage, shouting loudly: "Next up is the long-awaited special performance! Music!"
The music style changed from its previous soft and elegant tone to a passionate and unrestrained one, even the flashing lights became faster.
A woman slowly rose from the ground, holding a metal pipe. As the platform reached ground level, she casually tossed off her coat.
The crowd erupted in cheers.
Qiu Wuji and Chu Ge stared dumbfounded at the bunny girl costume revealed on the woman's body, their minds blank for a moment.
Wait, wait a minute… is this pole dancing or… something even more extreme?
Qiu Wuji stammered, "Looks like I shouldn't have come."