Chapter 947: Are You Serious

Zhang Zhishan, the only son of Zhang Chong, also arrived at Tian Du Island.

Originally, based on his qualifications, he wouldn’t have been eligible to come to Tian Du Island. However, his father, Zhang Chong, was the second-in-command on the island.

His father’s intentions were naturally good.

Tian Du Island gathered the most skilled poison masters from across Yunxing. Even if each of them offered just a casual piece of advice, it would benefit him for a lifetime.

Of course, it was impossible for him to directly participate in the research.

Given his status, it was also out of the question for him to do menial tasks on the island.

So, his job was to handle reception duties and ensure that volunteers like Yi Feng were well taken care of.

Having just delivered dinner to Yi Feng, he stepped outside and spat on the ground.

"Hmph, I, Zhang Zhishan, have actually been reduced to delivering meals."

"Eat, eat, eat. I hope you choke on the food I brought."

"My father is really something, forcing me to come to this godforsaken island, saying I’d learn something. But with all this nonsense every day, what the hell can I possibly learn?"

"Most infuriating of all, there isn’t even a decent woman on this island."

Dressed in a pristine white robe, not a speck of dust clung to him, not even on the soles of his shoes.

His face was strikingly pale, with phoenix-like eyes and a high nose bridge, making him a peerless beauty.

Wherever he went, women would flock to him.

This was his greatest source of pride, and he was quite enamored with the feeling.

"Ah, I really miss the little ladies I’ve kept at home…"

Just then, a night owl flew in from the horizon.

In her storage ring, she had packed a pile of cosmetics and women’s clothing.

But despite having bought so many clothes, she had no idea how to wear them.

"What kind of style does he like?"

The night owl bit her red lip.

When it came to fashion and dressing up, she was a complete blank slate. From childhood, she had always worn dark, gothic-style outfits.

Now, suddenly having to change her style, she was completely lost.

Just as she was at a loss, she happened to spot Zhang Zhishan in his white robe.

Her brows twitched.

Though she couldn’t recall his name, she vaguely remembered him.

Wasn’t he Zhang Chong’s son?

When she first arrived on the island, Zhang Chong had approached her.

Since Tian Du Island was one of the most important strongholds of the Tianxia Association, everyone who came to the island had to undergo strict scrutiny.

The night owl had vaguely heard her subordinates complain that this guy was nothing but a playboy, obsessed with toying with women.

For someone like him, the night owl wouldn’t even spare a glance, let alone allow him on the island. But she had reluctantly agreed after Zhang Chong’s persistent persuasion.

She had thought she would never give someone like him a second look, but as fate would have it, she now found herself in a predicament.

She was struggling with how to dress up, and just happened to run into this playboy.

While such a womanizer might be useless in other aspects, he probably had some knowledge about women’s fashion.

She stepped through the void, appearing directly above Zhang Zhishan.

Zhang Zhishan, who had been idling around, felt the disturbance in space and quickly looked up, only to see the night owl staring down at him with a cold expression.

Zhang Zhishan knew exactly who this woman was.

Even if he dared to act recklessly in front of his father, he wouldn’t dare to breathe too loudly in front of her.

"Greetings, Night Owl-sama."

Zhang Zhishan immediately knelt on the ground, sweating profusely, silently praying that she hadn’t overheard his earlier complaints.

The night owl looked at him expressionlessly, a faint hint of disgust in her eyes. But since she had a question for him, she held back.

She casually cast a barrier around them and said, "Get up."

Zhang Zhishan shakily stood up and asked respectfully, "What can I do for you, Night Owl-sama?"

"Well…"

"Ahem."

The night owl hovered in mid-air, her hands behind her back, hesitating for a moment before finally speaking.

"Tell me, what kind of clothing and style do men like most on women?"

"Huh?"

Zhang Zhishan thought he had misheard and nearly jumped in fright.

"Do I need to repeat myself?"

The night owl asked coldly.

"Uh, are you serious, my lady?" Zhang Zhishan asked incredulously.

All he received in response was the night owl’s icy glare.

Zhang Zhishan quickly shut his mouth, thought for a moment, and then cautiously replied, "If we’re talking about what men like most, well, it’s usually something revealing and figure-hugging."

"How revealing? How figure-hugging?" the night owl asked seriously.

Seeing that she was genuinely asking, Zhang Zhishan grew bolder. He gestured with his hands, indicating cleavage and curves.

"Of course, like this, showing off the right places."

Instead of getting angry, the night owl seemed to ponder this, then asked, "What else?"

"Well, aside from that, some additional accents would be nice," Zhang Zhishan said thoughtfully.

"What kind of accents?" the night owl asked.

"For example, wearing black silk stockings that go up to the thighs, preferably with some lace trim at the top. That would be perfect," Zhang Zhishan said with a sly grin.

"Black silk stockings, lace trim…"

The night owl silently committed this important information to memory.

"Anything else?" she asked again.

"Well, if I must say, there’s one more thing," Zhang Zhishan said, drawing from his experience. "For men, any taste can grow stale over time."

"How so?"

The night owl frowned.

"It’s like eating the same dish every day. Naturally, you’d get tired of it."

"So, if you can occasionally switch up the style, it adds a lot of points."

"For example, one day you could wear something sexy and revealing, the next day something pure and innocent, and the day after that, something completely different."

"That way, every day brings a new sense of excitement."

Zhang Zhishan grew more enthusiastic as he spoke, proudly declaring, "So, Night Owl-sama, you’ve come to the right person. With my vast experience with women, I know all about these things."

"Enough."

A wave of energy struck Zhang Zhishan’s face, sending him sprawling to the ground.

Zhang Zhishan instantly reverted to his trembling self, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy.

"If anyone else finds out about today’s conversation, not even your father can save you."

"Yes, yes, of course."

Zhang Zhishan kowtowed like a chicken pecking at rice, trembling for a long time before daring to look up, only to find that the night owl had already vanished.

Zhang Zhishan collapsed to the ground, his heart pounding.

He was utterly confused. Why would the night owl, of all people, ask him such a question? It was truly baffling.

With a puzzled expression, Zhang Zhishan left and went to find his father.

He wanted to discuss with Zhang Chong the possibility of leaving Tian Du Island.

But as soon as he entered, he was kicked out.

"Brat, what are you doing here? Have you taken good care of Yi Feng and Fu Nanshan, our two heroes?"

"Dad, do I really have to babysit them all day?"

"Of course! They’ve risked their lives to test poisons for the future of humanity. Tian Du Island cannot afford to neglect them. From now on, I order you to stand guard outside their doors 24/7. Any request they have, you must fulfill it."

"Otherwise, you’ll never leave Tian Du Island for the rest of your life."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhishan swallowed his retort and slunk away, dejected.