CFSMS -Chapter 235 Dear Customer, This Is a Region-Limited Skin

plop, plop.

That was the sound of the fish tail slapping the water after Lu Wu dragged the fish up to the shore.

Before her was a beautiful white fish about the length of a forearm, swimming lazily. This kind of fish had a very pleasant name—Butterfly Carp.

Its tail was long and elegant, its fins spread out in the water like the layered skirt of a woman. Normally, humans would admire such beauty, but right now Lu Wu felt helpless.

If she remembered correctly, Butterfly Carp were freshwater fish—so why was she catching one from the sea?

This fish was just like yesterday’s phoenix wood branch: completely out of place.

Could it be that the disciples of Rainbow Sect had such strange tastes?

Lu Wu stared at the fish. It showed no sign of panic after being hooked.

The hook had already been retracted; if it wanted, it could easily return to the sea at any moment.

But it didn’t.

In Lu Wu’s eyes, the Butterfly Carp kept circling in the shallow beach water, occasionally glancing at her as if evaluating something. It looked almost… intelligent.

After her previous experiences, Lu Wu had already gotten used to the “fish” that came from this fishing rod being anything but normal.

“Hey, stop pretending. I already saw through you,” Lu Wu said.

The Butterfly Carp responded by blowing bubbles.

“I’m just an ordinary fish. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Lu Wu interpreted its attitude perfectly.

Staring at this stubborn fish, she called over Mimi. “Later I’ll make you braised carp, okay?”

As she spoke, she took out a fish-killing knife, preparing to gut it.

As Lu Wu approached, the Butterfly Carp panicked and flicked its tail to escape—but Mimi was faster.

With a single swipe, the cat grabbed it.

Sharp claws tore into its scales.

“Meow…”

Cats loved sashimi.

A bit of drool dripped from Mimi’s mouth onto the Butterfly Carp as its grip tightened.

Mimi opened its mouth, pupils narrowing, fangs aimed at the fish—an all-you-can-eat buffet was about to begin.

At that moment, the struggling Butterfly Carp stiffened. Then a pleading voice rang out.

“I was wrong.”

With that, it broke free from Mimi’s grasp, landing on the ground and transforming into a black-clothed woman.

Her face was extremely ugly.

She looked at Lu Wu with an unreadable expression.

“How did you discover me?”

Winter Bai Mei was questioning her entire life.

As a top infiltration expert of her sect, she couldn’t understand how her disguise had been exposed so easily.

“Because you’re a freshwater fish,” Lu Wu replied honestly.

“……”

Winter Bai Mei opened her mouth for a long time but couldn’t say a word.

She had only thought the fish looked nice and subconsciously copied it when transforming—who knew this “skin” was region-limited?

“Since you’ve found me, I accept my fate.”

“Kill me or slice me up however you want. But don’t expect to extract any information from my mouth. Give up.”

A failed operation was a failed operation.

Facing Mimi, who could suppress her with a single claw, she no longer resisted.

Rather than being torn into ugly pieces, she preferred to die beautifully—this was her last dignity.

“Huh?”

But Lu Wu had no idea what she was talking about.

What “confession”? What “information”? Was that something a normal customer would say?

Even if she didn’t understand, it didn’t stop her from selling food.

“Dear customer, would you like some cotton candy?”

Lu Wu pointed at her stall expectantly.

“Cotton candy?”

Winter Bai Mei frowned, completely confused.

This person clearly saw through her disguise, captured her without hesitation, yet instead of interrogating or killing her, she was offering… cotton candy?

Could this be a new execution method from the Rainbow Sect?

After thinking it over, Winter Bai Mei shrugged.

“Fine.”

If she was going to die anyway, she might as well stop resisting.

Customer +1. Lu Wu was happy.

“Please wait a moment, dear customer.”

Time to open for business.

As her first customer of the day, Lu Wu decided to give her a special treatment—extra sugar.

Seeing the woman dressed in black, Lu Wu made a special “dark version” cotton candy.

Black sugar, when heated, formed threads as dark as night itself.

Although the color looked suspicious enough to raise doubts about whether it was edible, the aroma was completely unaffected.

Sweet and intoxicating.

Winter Bai Mei, already mentally prepared to die, watched Lu Wu’s skilled movements with growing suspicion.

Was she… trying to poison her?

But since when did killing someone require such ritualistic ceremony?

Honestly, if the poison was hidden in that sweet fragrance, she might not even refuse.

She inhaled deeply, almost pressing her head over the machine.

The scent filled her lungs.

Yet there was no pain.

Instead, she felt herself sinking into the sweetness.

Hunger awakened.

Holding her stomach, she looked at Lu Wu with conflicted eyes.

Was this an attempt to starve her to death using aroma? What a cruel method.

But she had to admit—she was hungry.

“Is it ready yet?” she urged impatiently.

“Coming, coming.”

After finishing the final steps, Lu Wu handed her the pitch-black cotton candy.

“Please enjoy.”

Despite its appearance, it tastes amazing, Lu Wu said with a smile. “That’ll be ten spirit stones.”

“Huh?”

Winter Bai Mei almost laughed in anger.

You’re trying to poison me and still want payment? What kind of world is this?

No way she would pay.

She sneered inwardly—but then turned her head and met Mimi’s gaze.

Those beast-like eyes were nothing like the harmless look it had around Lu Wu. The killing intent was enough to remind her who was in charge.

A person under the roof has no choice but to bow.

Trembling, she took out the spirit stones.

After all, once she died, everything would belong to them anyway.

Muttering to herself, she bit into the cotton candy with frustration.

If she was going to be humiliated, she might as well eat her fill first.

I’ll eat it. I’ll eat it all.

As the first tester of the new product, Winter Bai Mei’s eating style was ferocious—like she was venting all her resentment into the cotton candy itself.

“You wicked woman… I’ll bite you to death!”