Chapter 45: Bai Xing's Jealousy

Aside from the thirty young ladies who came in at the very beginning, everyone who arrived afterward addressed him as Commander. Only those first thirty called him Brother Fang. Liu Rui didn’t bother to explain this. Which man doesn’t like beautiful women? Fang Xia was certainly no exception. Especially when the girls who gossiped the most were all brimming with springtime longing—if Fang Xia wished, they’d strip themselves bare and offer themselves to him tonight. Thankfully, Bai Xing was here to keep them in check; otherwise, these women would have been far bolder.

Twins? Fang Xia’s mind flashed back: in his previous life, there had been a pair of famous twin sisters in Dawn City, apparently from Liu Rui’s all-female squad. Their fame wasn’t built on strength or status, but beauty. In pure looks, Dawn City boasted some even more breathtaking women, but the twins’ advantage was their perfect pair. Back then, the twins were the dream of every man in Dawn City—Fang Xia included. Imagine, two stunningly identical beauties lying on either side of you; what man could resist?

Enough daydreaming—it was time to meet them.

Before Liu Rui could voice an opinion, Fang Xia spoke up. “Let’s go. Someone’s come to join us; let’s have a look.”

The young ladies nearby eyed Fang Xia with amused grins.

[Sure enough, he couldn’t sit still the moment he heard about twin beauties. Are we sisters just not alluring enough?]

Fang Xia had already stepped out with his left foot, nearly stumbling when he caught their thoughts. Damn, do you really think you can compare to the twins? Not only are they twins, they’re ranked third among the top ten beauties of Dawn City—though their selection was as a pair. Even Liu Rui, despite her status as commander of the all-female squad, only managed sixth place. Bai Xing? She never even made the list. In his past life, Fang Xia hadn’t known she was a woman at all.

Ignoring the thoughts swirling around him, Fang Xia strode out confidently, leading the way. He was going to see beautiful women—what of it? In a few months, any powerful man would have dozens of concubines at his side.

Fang Xia had already left the room, and Liu Rui hurried to catch up. Bai Xing wasn’t here now—she was outside leading the fight against the zombies. Liu Rui had to keep an eye on things.

At the hotel entrance, two identical young women stood waiting, watched by several female squad members. Seeing Fang Xia come out in person, they quickly called out, “Hello, Commander!”

As they drew closer, even Liu Rui couldn’t help but gasp in admiration. Such beautiful women. Though they were unadorned and their clothes were dirty, their beauty was undeniable.

If they were dressed up even a little, the effect would be overwhelming—no wonder they ranked among the top three beauties of Dawn City. Who could possibly be first and second, to surpass these twins?

“Hello, Commander. I’m Jing Ru, and this is my sister, Jing Yi.”

The two had heard rumors that the most famous commander of White City’s all-female squad was a man. They’d been curious on their way here, and now, finally meeting him, found he didn’t match the legendary image of a ruthless demon king at all—instead, he was a handsome young man.

Fang Xia’s appearance was hardly unattractive; in fact, he was rather dashing. When he’d just left the army, walking the streets of White City, young ladies often approached him for his contact information. Now, not only did he have the looks from his previous life, but he carried the confidence and aura of a strong man—an irresistible combination for young women. Did you really think the squad was full of mercenary women? It's because Fang Xia had resources, strength, and was handsome.

“Welcome, both of you. I’m Deputy Commander, Liu Rui.”

[Want to get close to Fang Xia right away? Tomorrow, I'll feed you to the zombies.]

Fang Xia’s face darkened as he glanced at Liu Rui—she was venomous.

On the hotel’s sofa, Fang Xia lounged comfortably while the twin sisters sat across from him. Liu Rui and Li Xiaochun had just led a group out on a sweep. With so many people, they could split into several teams and take turns; over three hundred fighters made them a force to be reckoned with in all of White City.

The twin sisters had just bathed and changed into clean clothes. A faint fragrance wafted from them, teasing Fang Xia’s senses. He’d seen Liu Rui spraying perfume the other day; clearly, she hadn’t reported everything honestly. All the female cosmetics and perfumes were managed by Liu Rui herself—who knew how many she’d hidden.

The twins were freshmen at White City Women’s University, only nineteen years old. The squad’s university girls said that in their first month, the sisters had already become campus queens. To rise above a crowd of women, their beauty had to be truly extraordinary.

On the table lay a spread of snacks—potato chips, spicy sticks, cola—all freshly brought out by Fang Xia. The twins gazed longingly at the treats, and Fang Xia waved his hand, inviting them to eat as they pleased.

“Thank you, Commander.”

One—who was probably the elder—spoke excitedly and immediately opened a bottle of cola. The other was more reserved, but couldn’t resist the lure of food and eventually joined in.

Fang Xia realized that, though they were twins, one was lively and outgoing, while the other was much shyer.

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Bai Xing entered and was met with a startling sight: Fang Xia reclining comfortably on the sofa, two breathtaking beauties massaging him and asking, “Is the pressure alright?”

A heavy thud as something hit the floor.

Fang Xia looked up to see Bai Xing, furious.

The twin sisters jumped in fright and stood obediently to the side.

“Hmph!” Bai Xing snorted coldly, ignored Fang Xia, and went straight into her room.

A click—the door was locked from the inside.

“It’s fine, you two may go,” Fang Xia said, waving them away as they hesitated.

As they left, the lively sister took her half-finished cola with her.

Fang Xia didn’t mind; it was meant for them anyway. He wasn’t so desperate as to drink her leftovers—if he wanted to, he’d drink straight from her lips...

He knocked lightly on the door, but there was no response. Increasing his efforts, he knocked persistently.

After a while, the door finally opened.

Bai Xing stood there, eyes red, staring straight at him.

One of the top ten fighters, crying—such a sight had never been seen.

“What, won’t let me in?” Fang Xia asked.

Bai Xing stepped aside, still silent.

[So what if they’re twins? So what if they’re beautiful? As expected, all men are the same. Can’t trust them.]

Bai Xing said nothing, and neither did Fang Xia. He could hear her thoughts, so he simply sat and listened.

[You come in and don’t say a word. What do you want, anyway? Am I supposed to make the first move? Clearly you’re the one at fault.]