As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

Hearing Jiang Ming's shout, the old woman's eyes suddenly lit up. Without any hesitation, she called Miss Shuang'er down and replaced her with an enchanting songstress.

Although these courtesans usually only sold their bodies and not their talents, and each of them was extremely noble, they were all courtesans who fooled those poor people who would split a copper coin into pieces.

Only by making them feel that they were not meeting ordinary people, but an unstained white lotus would these poor people be willing to spend money to cheer for these "courtesan" products.

However, in the face of the first-class forces of Great Cloud City, all of this was nonsense.

Jiang Ming looked at Miss Shuang'er walking towards him. Her pure and flawless face seemed so innocent that he could not bear to ravage it, but he felt a little nostalgic.

The audience around the table could only watch Miss Shuang'er walk to Jiang Ming's side with eyes full of jealousy.

A few young men were heartbroken when they saw this scene. It was as if their world had collapsed. They could not believe that the pure and innocent Miss Shuang'er would throw herself into the arms of a strange man.

They had spent so much money on Miss Shuang'er, and they had never even touched her hand!

"No, Miss Shuang'er must have been forced!" A young man suddenly stood up with red eyes and an expression of grief and indignation. "These guys from the big forces are rich but heartless; they even want to bully a weak woman like her."

"Miss Shuang'er's heart must be filled with despair. She must have fallen into this dark and dirty world, but she can't break free from the curse." As he spoke, tears filled his eyes, and he turned around and left.

"Don't bully a poor young man. I will definitely save Miss Shuang'er from this place!"

When Miss Shuang'er heard this voice, her entire body seemed to tremble. She was a scared rabbit, and it seemed like what he had said was right.

Jiang Ming sneered and pulled her over directly.

Peng Lu laughed in a low voice, "Ming, you've finally been enlightened. Have a good exchange of talents with Miss Shuang'er. I heard that she is a talented woman. She can use her tongue to write poems and draw portraits."

Miss Shuang'er's face was slightly red. She quickly hugged Jiang Ming's arm and buried her head in his arms as if she could not stand his teasing.

"A talented woman and a talented man, let's have a good time!" Jiang Ming felt a soft touch rubbing on his arm, and his face showed just the right amount of enjoyment.

After drinking to their heart's content, Peng Lu and Wang Dong also danced, their hands moving up and down as they went upstairs.

Jiang Ming was in Miss Shuang'er's room.

"Chief Jiang, you said you are a talented man; I wonder what talents you have?" Miss Shuang'er asked in a soft voice, full of curiosity. Her tongue seemed to inadvertently lick her lips, which reminded people of her unique talent.

"I have many talents, but I'm best at puns!"

"Oh? Then tell me, and I'll write them down." Miss Shuang'er smiled, her tongue gently touching the tip of her nose.

The candlelight went out, and the room was suddenly filled with harmonious and pleasant sounds of banter.

"Let's start with the first one, understanding!"

"Chief Jiang, you're so bad!"

They bantered for a while. She noted everything he said.

Miss Shuang'er's strokes were exquisite and nimble. She gasped for breath. "If you like puns so much, then I know a few too."

"Oh?" Jiang Ming's inner thigh was numb.

They bantered for a bit longer.

The atmosphere was getting more and more intense. Jiang Ming was at a disadvantage several times.

It was not until late at night that the two sides finally reached an agreement. Miss Shuang'er admitted defeat to Jiang Ming and returned the favor. Jiang Ming taught the essence of his own talent to the other party.

After this friendly exchange, Jiang Ming and Miss Shuang'er finally became familiar with each other.

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Late at night, the room was quiet.

Under the moonlight, Jiang Ming glanced at the sleeping woman beside him and sighed, "I'm afraid that ordinary people won't be able to withstand such banter. I don't know if someone has had enough fun." He immediately sat up on the bed, his eyes clear and calm.

The banter was only the appetizer. Tonight's main dish had not been served yet.

"Shi Junhong," Jiang Ming muttered softly. This was the person who took over Master Zhou's land and killed him.

However, Jiang Ming did not expect to meet Master Hong at Qinghe Tower. He even used Master Zhou's death as a topic of discussion.

"I'm going back to Peace Town tomorrow. It's too shabby to visit Master Zhou's grave empty-handed. I'll bring some gifts."

Jiang Ming's eyes were slightly cold. He thought of the Shi family's steward suppressing his sales and robbing his herbs in the medicine market, and then he thought of the Shi family casually killing those innocent herb gatherers.

Also, the evil deeds of the Old Snake Gang could ultimately be traced to the Shi family.

"The Old Snake Gang, the Shi family, none of them can escape! However, if you want to kill someone, you have to do it cleanly."