Chapter 2505 - 2506: The Overseas Combover
Chapter 2505: Chapter 2506: The Overseas Combover
Xue An, who was pondering how to tame and utilize these thugs under his command, felt a sharp pain and couldn’t help but open his eyes.
The woman had long been terrified, standing there shaking in her clothes. Seeing Xue An open his eyes, she dropped to her knees with a thud, repeatedly kowtowing.
"Spare me, sir! Spare me, sir! I didn’t mean it, please don’t kill me! Don’t kill me!"
The unusual behavior of the Head of the Stronghold today had already made the woman as skittish as a startled bird, so she easily collapsed now.
But just as she thought she was doomed, a calm voice came from above her head.
"Get up. In the future, unless I speak, you are not allowed to kneel!"
"Yes... huh?" The woman thought she heard wrong, raising her head to look at Xue An with a face full of bewilderment.
Was that it?
Didn’t even get hit?
Sensing the woman’s confusion, Xue An suppressed the laughter in his heart, putting on a stern face.
"What? Do I need to beat you up before you’re willing to stand?"
Only then did the woman hurriedly stand up, standing awkwardly, seemingly unsure of what to do next.
Xue An said casually, "Go get a razor and a towel!"
"Yes!" The woman turned and left.
"Oh, and bring a mirror!"
"Yes!"
The woman instinctively responded, only realizing once she left the room.
Why did the Head of the Stronghold need a razor, towel, and mirror?
Could it be... he plans to use the razor to cut me to death slowly?
The towel should be for wiping away the blood?
As for the mirror...
Maybe the Head of the Stronghold has some perverted hobby, liking to watch the pain on his victim’s face in the mirror!
This thought made the woman’s face instantly pale as she found more reason in it the more she thought.
But not daring to defy Xue An’s orders, she brought the items in a disheartened manner, then returned to the room.
At the moment of opening the door, the woman, near despair, took one last glance at the radiant sunlight and silently lamented in her heart.
Goodbye!
Sunlight!
Goodbye!
Beautiful world!
This must be the last time I see you all.
Then she summoned her last courage and walked into the room, asking in a trembling voice.
"Sir, I’ve brought the items. When will you start?"
"Let’s start now!" Xue An said calmly, sitting in the chair.
So it is! The woman gave a bitter smile, her face turning ghostly pale, and resignedly closed her eyes.
"Sir, please be quick when you start, so I can die without pain, and thus be grateful to your kindness even in the afterlife!"
Upon hearing this, Xue An turned and glanced at her oddly, then said with a chuckle.
"What nonsense! I want you to shave off the remaining hair on my head!"
Huh?
The woman almost couldn’t believe her ears.
Could it be the Head of the Stronghold really wasn’t planning to kill her?
This doubt only faded when she actually started shaving Xue An’s head.
The not much remaining hair was soon shaved off, and Xue An looked at the shiny head in the mirror, nodding in satisfaction.
Although the face still looked ugly and fierce, at least it was a lot better than the previous hairstyle.
You should know that Bao Huarong, because of his baldness, specifically grew the hair long around the head, then draped it over the top.
But this technique only highlighted the flaw, especially because the hair was too sparse, resulting in it swaying with any slight breeze, like seductive seaweed.
The scene was so stunning it’s unbearable to watch.
Though Xue An didn’t want to cause too much change to provoke suspicion, he still couldn’t endure such a greasy eccentric hairstyle, thus shaved it off swiftly.
And seeing the satisfied smile on the Head of the Stronghold’s face, the woman couldn’t help but be a bit dumbfounded.
What’s going on today?
The Head of the Stronghold seemed to suddenly become someone else, even discarding the usually treasured hair.
Evidently noticing the woman’s puzzlement, Xue An said calmly, "This hair is nothing but external matter and will grow back in no time!"
After speaking, Xue An stood up and walked downstairs.
The woman stayed where she was, pondering Xue An’s words.
It will grow back in no time?
Could it be the Head of the Stronghold is about to breakthrough his current realm?
Hmm!
It must be this, otherwise, he wouldn’t have acted so abnormal today.
This thought frightened the woman, immediately burying her deep-seated hatred even deeper.
Knowing the current power of the Head of the Stronghold was already something she couldn’t surpass, if he advanced any further, she’d be even less able to oppose him.
So she could only hide and suppress all her resentment, then hurriedly followed.
By now, the sun was already high, and the drunken thugs of the Gale Stronghold from last night were waking up one by one, chatting idly in the courtyard.
When Xue An descended the stairs into the courtyard, the thugs rustled to their feet, greeting him with respect.
"Head of the Stronghold!"
"Greetings to the Head of the Stronghold!"
Though they all stood up, Xue An could see the inconsistency in their speed. Some stood immediately upon seeing Xue An’s shadow, while others didn’t stand slowly until he was close.
The most annoying was the person sitting under the tree, who barely lifted his backside and gave a perfunctory fist salute.
Xue An’s mind stirred.
Looks like Bao Huarong’s methods weren’t very effective!
These subordinates evidently weren’t entirely respectful.
Especially the guy under the tree, several seemed to be paying attention to his cues.
When he stood up, they would follow suit and salute.
At this moment, the thugs also noticed their Head’s new hairstyle, exclaiming in surprise.
"Head, what happened to your hair?"
"Yeah, why did you suddenly get a shave?"
Xue An rubbed his shiny head, grinned, "Nothing, just felt it was in the way. How is it, does it look okay?"
"Yeah yeah! This looks way better than before, the previous hairstyle was like a furry boiled egg!" blurted out a simple-minded big man.
Someone nearby kept nudging him covertly, but he turned back with a dissatisfied face and said, "Why are you pushing me? Did I say something wrong?"
Xue An laughed heartily, "You’re right, it didn’t look good before! But don’t worry, once shaved, it won’t take long before it grows back!"
With this remark, the man sitting under the tree jerked upright and turned his gaze toward Xue An.
Xue An happened to be looking back at him, then nodded with a smile.
The man quickly lowered his head, stood up, and dared not sit again.
Xue An smiled and asked, "How did you rest last night?"
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