Chapter 1169: Chapter 1055: Masterpiece of Heaven Song Yun led the group inside and asked the manager, “Do I need to buy a ticket?” “What are you talking about? What ticket do you need to buy?” The manager replied with a smile, “Tickets are just to keep some unnecessary people out. Your status is clear. Do you have a reservation, sir? Would you like me to find you a better spot?” “I’m here to see Prince,” Song Yun said. The manager’s face changed, then he said even more respectfully, “So you’re the person Prince was expecting tonight? Please follow me this way, Prince isn’t here yet, but he’s already prepared a spot for you.” “He hasn’t arrived yet?” Song Yun frowned and said, “Then I won’t go over there just yet. I’ll just hang out in the lobby for a bit. You guys, don’t follow me too closely, or there won’t be any fun.” The elite members of the Shura Alliance trailing Song Yun all nodded and slowed down a bit, allowing Song Yun and Jue Wu to move ahead. The manager followed helplessly behind them. “Wow, he’s been testing us ever since we walked in!” Jue Wu said. “Oh, Jue Wu, you’re not that slow this time?” Song Yun laughed and said, “Tell me, how did he start?” “By making us wait,” Jue Wu said, “by keeping us hanging, he’s testing our patience and then he can take the lead.” “Exactly, so we can’t just wait around. We need to have our own fun.” Song Yun adjusted his collar and then said, “Tonight, we’re here to discuss some matters and to have fun, you get it?” “Well, let’s see,” Jue Wu awkwardly scratched his head. At this moment, Song Yun suddenly thought of something. “Jue Wu!” Song Yun looked seriously at Jue Wu. “Huh? What’s up?” Jue Wu looked at Song Yun in confusion, wondering why Song Yun suddenly became serious. “Jue Wu, you eat meat, drink alcohol, even take lives, so as a monk, you’ve done everything you shouldn’t. There’s just one thing I’m curious about, have you ever had a relationship with a woman beyond friendship? I heard before you were with that flight attendant, but then you broke up, and as your brother, it’s hard to ask you about your feelings,” Song Yun asked. Jue Wu’s face turned awkward immediately, his bald head shining under the lights. “I…” Jue Wu looked at Song Yun with embarrassment. “Damn, are you still a virgin? You’ve broken all other vows, but not the vow of chastity?” Song Yun said in surprise. “Let’s talk about this later,” Jue Wu awkwardly rubbed his bald head. “Damn, my brother Song Yun is still holding onto his first time, that’s not okay, absolutely not. Let’s go, we must find you a girl tonight!” Song Yun said as he dragged Jue Wu over to a group of women drinking. “Hey ladies, drinking alone?” Song Yun smiled as he sat down with Jue Wu next to the women. These women looked around twenty-three or four, some wearing sexy leopard print mini dresses, some in tight shorts with black stockings, some in pink, all vibrant and young. There were five of them, gathered around a round wooden table, playing games. Seeing a frail man and a bald guy sit down at their table, the women didn’t show any reactions and continued playing their games. Song Yun turned his head and whispered to Jue Wu, “In nightclubs , you’ve got to be thick-skinned, got it? The ones who come out to play here and dress provocatively aren’t ones you can’t hit on. Why else would they dress ? To attract men, of course. Even if they seem aloof now, once you find their interests, they’ll turn into good friends. It’s like clapping hands in love; once you hit their sweet spot, they’ll go wild. Watch me demonstrate.” With that, Song Yun propped an elbow on the table and turned to speak to the leopard print dress-wearing woman beside him, “Hey, love your leopard print.” The woman glanced at Song Yun, first looking at his face, then his neck, then his upper body. Whether she was looking at Song Yun himself or his outfit is unknown, but unfortunately, Song Yun wasn’t wearing his multi-million dollar watch tonight, and the elite Shura Alliance members acting as bodyguards stood at a distance, making their connection unclear. “Typically, only someone with very high confidence would wear leopard print. Simply put, a confident and strong woman can handle such a wild print.” Song Yun ignored her apparent disinterest and continued, “If a woman isn’t confident or beautiful enough, she can’t pull off leopard print, especially not a leopard print mini dress.” She raised an eyebrow and asked, “Do you study leopard prints?” “Sort of.” Song Yun brushed his hair from his forehead and said, “I dabble in fashion, leopard print included, though I don’t study it deeply.” “So, do you think I can pull off this leopard print?” The corner of the woman’s mouth curled into an inviting smile. While she wasn’t as gorgeous as some women in mansions, she was still quite pretty, especially with her daringly exposed pale pink bra, which was hard to look away from. Song Yun, however, didn’t look at that. Instead, he said, “The way you look now says it all. You’re the most stylish person I’ve seen in leopard print.” “Really?” Her eyes lit up, and she asked, “How is it stylish?” “Your body is smoking hot, and paired with leopard print, it gives a strong three-dimensionality, making it feel like a sleek leopard is in front of me.” Song Yun’s gaze slowly traveled down, pausing briefly at her chest before saying, “If you can’t bring out the three-dimensionality of leopard print, it’s useless.” The woman slightly lifted her proudest part, and Song Yun’s three-second gaze there felt teasing, yet not disrespectful, putting her at ease. This highlights Song Yun’s skill in flirting, always finding the perfect balance. If he gazed a second longer, he’d seem sleazy; a second less, indifferent, lowering the seductive tease. “This is a masterpiece of creation.”