Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

Yao Lin was also enjoying his meal, and it was only at times like this that people realized the two were brothers.

"Hey? This wine is delicious." Isaac took a glass of clear wine and poured it into his mouth.

"Brother, this is baijiu (Chinese liquor), you'll get drunk if you drink too much!"

"Are you kidding me? I drank all kinds of liquor when I was at Brix Keep, at least five bottles a day. How could this kind of liquor... possibly be possible?"

After saying those words, Isaac collapsed onto the table.

Chapter 113: Let's go to a brothel

Isaac slowly woke up, not knowing how much time had passed. He felt his head resting on a soft object, and could faintly smell a fragrance.

"Mr. Isaac, you're awake?" He opened his eyes and saw Violet's face in front of him.

He got up and realized that he had been resting his head on Violet's lap the whole time.

Isaac got up, rubbed his eyes, and asked, "It's Violet. How long have I been asleep?"

The aftereffects of baijiu are quite strong.

"Only fifteen minutes! What a pity, there's not enough time to do anything!"

Just then, Isaac heard that familiar voice beside him; his mother was right there, smiling at him.

"Mom, please go cool off somewhere else."

"Hey~ why has Feifan been so cold to Mommy ever since he came back? He used to be so adorable." Madam Yao said, pulling a stack of photos from her pocket. "Feifan used to be so..."

Before he could finish speaking, Isaac snatched the photos, and in a flash of lightning, they were reduced to ashes.

"How outrageous! This was my mother's treasured possession for so many years!" Mrs. Yao said, tears welling in her eyes as she looked at the photograph that had turned to ashes.

"Don't bring up such dark history that undermines my authority in front of my subordinates."

Such things should turn to dust and disappear forever into the long river of history.

After hearing this, Madam Yao suddenly stood up and hugged Violet tightly: "Violet~ Look at your cruel commander, he actually ruined my precious photos."

Violet, who was being hugged, remained expressionless and tried to push the person in front of her away: "I don't quite understand what you mean, Madam, but it would be better to destroy any photos that could damage Mr. Isaac's reputation."

“Violet, please don’t always call me ‘Madam,’” Madam Yao said with a smile. “You can call me ‘Mama,’ just like Feifan does.”

"That's enough, stop fooling around. I'm going to eat something else; I'm not full yet." With that, she left the room and continued to eat and drink heartily at the banquet.

Mrs. Yao sighed as she watched Isaac walk out the door, a hint of melancholy in her eyes: "He's really changed. He's become much stronger inside. I really miss the gentle and extraordinary Isaac of the past..."

Violet suddenly spoke up at this moment: "Madam, please don't worry."

"Hmm?" Madam Yao looked at Violet with a puzzled expression.

“To me, Mr. Isaac has always been very gentle,” Violet said calmly. “So please don’t worry, Madam.”

However, Violet did not say what Isaac had done on the continent of Tersis. All she knew was 'from her perspective'.

But for Violet, that's all.

Upon hearing Violet's words, Madam Yao suddenly laughed: "Indeed, no matter how the child changes, some things will never change."

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As the banquet was drawing to a close, Isaac returned to his room.

His mother and Violet were still there.

"Come on, Violet, try this dress on."

“Madam, there’s no point in wearing so many clothes. Keeping warm is enough,” Violet said, letting Madam Yao arrange them as she pleased. “At most, they’ll provide some bulletproof protection on the battlefield.”

"Don't always say the same boring things as Feifan," Madam Yao said disapprovingly. "Violet is so beautiful, of course she should wear nice clothes."

"Beautiful?" Violet tilted her head, not understanding what she meant.

Isaac walked in then and said, "Mom, stop doing all this weird stuff to my men."

"It's not some nonsense!" Madam Yao said disapprovingly. "Don't you want to see Violet appear in front of you all dressed up beautifully?"

After saying that, he pushed the exquisitely dressed Violet in front of Isaac.

Violet was wearing a traditional outfit from the new country: a short-sleeved top, a long skirt, and a light gauze shawl. Her beautiful blonde hair was tied up with a ribbon and adorned with a phoenix hairpin, making the already exquisite Violet appear even more charming and lovely.

"How about it? Aren't you amazed by your mother's masterpiece?" Mrs. Yao looked at Isaac proudly.

"What do you take my subordinates for?" Isaac glared at Madam Yao, but upon closer inspection, he found Violet to be quite beautiful. "They fit you perfectly, Violet."

"I'm glad Mr. Isaac is happy."

"Of course, you shouldn't wear this kind of clothing outside, it'll be inconvenient to draw your gun then," Isaac said, making a very unromantic remark.

Madam Yao: "..."

Violet also remarked, "Indeed, it seems the only place to hide weapons is in one's sleeve."

Madam Yao: "..."

"And I always feel like I might trip while running, what if I encounter a dangerous situation..."

"That's enough!" Madam Yao immediately interrupted Isaac.

“Feifan, although your mother doesn’t know what you’ve been through these past few years, it’s really dangerous for you to continue like this,” Mrs. Yao said, pressing down on Isaac’s shoulder.

"What danger?"

“No girl will ever like you if you keep acting like this!” Madam Yao said sadly.

"I don't think so..."

"So, to improve your social skills with girls, go out on the street tonight and try to strike up a conversation," Mrs. Yao said with a smile. "Learn more about how to communicate properly with girls."

"Why does it have to be a girl? I think two men can have a great conversation too, like when I was in the army..."

"Your thoughts are very dangerous! Anyway, it's decided then~" With that, he pushed Isaac out the door.

Isaac could vaguely hear her saying, 'Violet~ let's try on the next dress.'

It seems like she wants to get rid of this spoilsport.

But speaking of places with lots of girls...

Isaac found Master Fu practicing martial arts in the courtyard: "Master Fu, come with me to the brothel."

"Pfft!" Master Fu almost spat out the wine he had just drunk at the banquet.

"Your Highness, this old servant did not hear clearly where you were going."

"A brothel? This is my first time in Singapore, and I've never been to a place like that before. I thought of Master Fu. I thought that as an elder, you could use your rich life experience to guide me."

"Ahem! Your Highness, this old servant is already quite old... those kinds of places are really..." Master Fu said with a troubled expression.

“Yes, Your Highness!” Lanfang appeared out of nowhere and walked up to Isaac, her face flushed. She stammered, “Your Highness… Your Highness really doesn’t need to go to such a place. If… if Your Highness needs anything… I…”

"This is just a field trip project," Isaac said with an innocent and unpretentious look in his eyes. "It's not like we're going to do anything."

Isaac repeated to them what his eccentric mother had told him.

"I see. It seems this is indeed an extremely important topic for Your Highness." Master Fu's expression suddenly turned serious.

"Wait a minute, Grandpa, what are you saying?" Lanfang looked at her grandfather with a bewildered expression. How could such a serious old man have become like this?

"Then this old servant will introduce Your Highness to a place."

Chapter 114: Fate

At night, Mr. Fu led Isaac to a very luxurious building.

Inside the bedchamber, the beams were made of sandalwood, the lamps of crystal and jade, the curtains of pearls, and the column bases of gilded metal. A six-foot-wide agarwood bed was draped with a silk canopy, embroidered with pearl-studded silver threads depicting begonia flowers; as the wind blew, it created an illusion of floating on clouds and a dreamlike sea. A plaque above the entrance bore the inscription 'Fengya Pavilion'.

Outside the gate, many women dressed in flamboyant and alluring attire posed for passersby.

“Uncle Fu, let’s go back,” Isaac suddenly said.

“No, Your Highness, this is a very important topic for you,” Master Fu said in a deep voice. “After hearing what Madam said, this old servant also remembered that Your Highness has a very fatal flaw.”

"What is it?"

Master Fu said, "If a mature woman makes a slightly bold move towards Your Highness, Your Highness will be at a loss for words."

"..."

It seems that's indeed the case. Back on the continent of Tersis, a woman named Gadriya made him blush simply by kissing his forehead.

Actually, you can't really blame Isaac. Spending half his time on the battlefield, he had virtually no opportunity to meet women, let alone have intimate contact; he'd barely even seen many. His comrades would always bring Isaac along when drinking, but they would never take him along when trying to pick up girls. The reason was that bringing them along would basically prevent them from getting any women; Isaac's cute appearance at the time was quite attractive to women.

Ultimately, Isaac also wanted to overcome this problem.

"But it's not right for you to just let me in like this. Can't you take me with you?"

"Your Highness, this old servant is far too old to go to such a place..."

Isaac's eyes suddenly sharpened: "Uncle Fu, are you planning to abandon me and run away alone?"

"Don't say that. This old servant is loyal to the Yao family, but this is a war fought by Your Highness alone." After saying that, Master Fu urged Isaac to go in, "Hurry up and go in, so you can report back to Madam later."

Isaac had no choice but to grit his teeth and go inside.

When the brightly dressed women around saw Isaac arrive, they all came forward to greet him warmly.

Although he didn't show it on his face, he still felt a bit tightness in his chest and shortness of breath, just like when he went to war for the first time.

"Young master, is this your first time here?"

“It’s…the first time.” Isaac’s tone was a little stiff.

"Don't be nervous, young master, we won't eat you, hehe~"

Isaac is now considering leaving. To be honest, coming here without anyone to guide him has been torture.

Looking around, I suddenly spotted a familiar figure.

At the next table, a middle-aged man was with two glamorous women beside him, drinking and occasionally flirting with them, which made them laugh.

Isaac ignored the women surrounding him and walked straight to the table.

"Dad, it's really fate that I met you here."

"Pfft!" The middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of wine upon hearing Isaac's words.

"How...how did you recognize me?"