Chapter 102: Woman, You’re Playing with Fire
Chi Qian couldn’t help herself. She let out a whistle.
A hottie.
Her eyes were feasting.
The whistle drew the man’s attention. He looked up sharply.
Seeing it was a child, he froze.
His brows knit as he studied her. His gaze shifted to the ostrich at her side, recalling what his unlucky subordinate had reported earlier.
“Who are you?” His tone was cold.
“I’m a little girl lost in the woods,” Chi Qian answered sweetly. “If handsome brother would give me his contact, I’d find my way back. Would you help this kindhearted little child?”
[HAHAHA now you admit you’re a kid?! Weren’t you just calling yourself ‘old man’?!]
[She’s literally me whenever I see a hot guy.]
[Where do I find this wild, unrestrained top-tier type?? Teach me!]
[Step one: find a desert. Step two: jump out of a plane with no parachute.]
[??? That’s just instant death.]
[Yep. This life’s hopeless, try again in the next one.]
Even the livestream chat went quiet at the viewers’ “helpful advice.” The man himself was also speechless.
Catching Chi Qian’s unwavering stare, he asked again: “Do I have something on my face?”
“Nope.” She kept staring.
“Then what are you looking at?”
“You, handsome.”
“Don’t call me that.”
“Okay.” Chi Qian leaned on the ostrich, biting a rose between her teeth. “Big sis, do you like bell peppers?”
Chi Yanliu: “……” His native tongue was speechless-ness.
Where did this lecherous brat come from?
If she were his kid, he’d tan her backside.
“Get lost. Before I stop being nice.” He pinched out his cigarette between two fingers, voice cold.
Chi Qian pouted. “This area’s already our turf. If you want me gone—no way.”
Yanliu’s principle was simple: he never laid hands on children or the elderly. If fate handed him such trouble, unlucky him.
He sealed the butt in a plastic evidence bag and pocketed it, ready to leave.
Chi Qian clicked her tongue. Tch, she’d heard that staring at a hottie for ten minutes a day could extend your life. She wanted to freeload longer.
Five minutes should add a lot too. Hehe, profit!
Suddenly, Yanliu picked up a stone and flung it straight at her head.
Wham!
Chi Qian didn’t flinch. She even glanced back afterwards.
Behind her, the tree trunk now bore a deep hole—and a poisonous snake lay severed in two, dead-eyed.
“Nice aim,” she praised.
Now it was Yanliu’s turn to be surprised. “Just what are you?”
A normal person, faced with someone throwing at them, would dodge in fear.
But she didn’t move at all, as if she already knew exactly what he’d do—and wasn’t worried he’d harm her.
Creepy.
Chi Qian tucked her hands in her sleeves. “Just your average steamed-egg kid who took anti-aging medicine and is still stuck in first grade.”
[Don’t believe her, big bro! Not one true word ever leaves that mouth!]
[Movie Emperor Chi, your brat is acting up again! Come get her!]
Yanliu: “……”
No way he was wasting brain cells on her nonsense.
He turned and walked off.
“Wait a sec,” Chi Qian called after him.
He ignored her, until his boot squished into something.
Behind him came her belated warning: “Watch out for the ostrich poop.”
His face twitched, long legs jerking mid-step.
Then he walked even faster.
“Boss! You’re here, our guys are almost here!” the pilot jogged over.
“Mm.” Yanliu’s expression was cool again. “Let’s go.”
He strode away.
“Boss, wait for me!” The pilot blinked. What’s the rush? No ghosts chasing us. Must be eager to finish the mission and get home to cross names off his Death Note.
Soon after, another helicopter marked with CY thundered across the sky.
Dusk was falling.
The two crested hawk-eagles, done fighting, remembered their food delivery duties and flew off.
When they returned, they brought the same ingredients as at noon—plus a branch of fruit and several wild eggs.
Chi Fengxiao and the others quickly started a fire, boiled water, and processed the ingredients. They buried the unwanted guts and skins to avoid attracting predators.
The smaller crested hawk-eagle quietly approached Chi Qian and dropped something into her hand.
Chi Qian looked down— It was a rose carved entirely from a single block of ruby, so lifelike and exquisitely made it was breathtaking.
“…For me?”
The little eagle pretended to be aloof. “Of course. I prepared it especially for you. Do you like it, woman?”
“Uh… I guess?”
“Hmph, I knew it. I want your body stained with my scent, so you’ll never escape. In this life, you are my woman.”
Chi Qian: “……So even in the bird world you guys have domineering-CEO novels?”
Butler Nan would probably be over the moon if he saw this.
The little eagle didn’t understand her words, but that didn’t stop it. “Damn it, woman, can’t you feel how much I like you?”
“You’re… playing with fire!”
Maybe it meant “playing with fire.” She wasn’t sure—she’d listen again.
Chi Qian fell silent for a few seconds, then reached out and patted its head.
The little eagle instantly looked tipsy, leaning into her chest and quieting down.
Much better. Chi Qian was satisfied—this bird was way cuter when it wasn’t talking.
The larger eagle leaned in. “Why are you only petting it? Do you dislike me for being too talkative?”
Chi Qian: “……”
So she put one hand on each, rubbing their feathers in turn.
The two giant, wolf-like birds rumbled happily in their throats, faces blissful.
Like a pair of oversized puppies.
Roasting rabbit, Chi Fengxiao glanced back and burst out laughing. “Ancestor, you never miss a chance to pet animals, no matter where we are.”
“I swear it wasn’t me. They insisted I do it,” Chi Qian said innocently.
The little eagle preened. “Woman, your strength is too weak. Harder. Massage me.”
The big eagle rumbled. “I’m not picky. As long as it’s you, I’ll take it any way you give.”
The little eagle: “……” Your mom.
When Chi Qian got tired, she leaned back against a tree.
The little eagle flapped its wings against her arm. “Hmph, since you’ve served me so diligently, I’ll lower myself to massage you.”
“Gentler… yeah, just like that…”
The two giant birds stood beside her, carefully pounding her shoulders with their wings.
And honestly—the skill wasn’t bad. In human society, they could probably make several thousand a day.
Even better, it came with free gossip.
Shen Jiashu came running over. “Whoa, Princess, is this eagle kneading you like a cat?!”
The hell it was.
Chi Qian said seriously, “No, I just booked their massage service.”
“Eagles can massage people?”
“Normally no. But truthfully, I am the Desert Witch, Lukahaha. While at the amusement park with my childhood sweetheart, Mamahaha, I accidentally witnessed two men in black exchanging secrets. They forced poison down my throat, transforming me into a human child.”
“Now, transfer me 100 and I’ll share my revenge plan. When I reclaim my true identity, you will be handsomely rewarded.”
Shen Jiashu’s eyes lit up instantly.
