I'm a Taoist priest in North America, and the deity is actually myself.

Chapter 33: The Real America - Pouring a Cappuccino for the Principal

At noon, Li Xuan got out of bed feeling refreshed, got dressed, and returned to the office.

"This won't do; people will become completely despondent if this continues..."

"But isn't the purpose of achieving something great ultimately to sleep with beautiful women and live a life of extravagance?"

"Well, I don't have such lofty dreams yet. I'll sleep with pretty girls first. The money seems to be enough for a while. I need to find more pretty girls!"

Although Nalisha is beautiful, she's become a bit tiresome after a while...

"No, it's to help me cultivate!"

Lying on the sofa, Li Xuan's mind wandered.

As he pondered, his thoughts drifted back to Ms. Cui.

Ms. Cui is a woman who appears very righteous and speaks very logically.

Stunningly beautiful married woman, sexy young woman.

Oh, she's divorced. Never mind, she's still a married woman.

Then, he thought of Ms. Cui's daughter.

No!

Li Xuan quickly shook off the irritation in his mind; he didn't want to be arrested.

In the United States, the age of sexual consent is 16 in most states, with a few states setting it at 17 or 18.

Coincidentally, in California, the age of sexual consent is 18, and there is no Romeo and Juliet clause, also known as the childhood sweetheart clause, in California.

In other words, if Li Xuan dares to touch a minor, he will be imprisoned for life.

"Damn it, these Americans seem civilized, but they're actually incredibly filthy behind the scenes!"

Li Xuan couldn't help but burst into a tirade of curses.

Of course, this does not preclude the fact that the legal provision has good intentions and has indeed protected many girls in reality. After all, it is still useful for most people.

Just like at this moment, it has restrained old lechers like Li Xuan.

"Amitabha Buddha, this humble Taoist has gone too far! How could I possibly connect my fantasies to Ms. Cui's daughter!"

Li Xuan muttered something under his breath, then stopped thinking about it and focused on turning on the computer.

I logged into Steam, opened CS, and started playing intently.

Time flies, and happy times are always fleeting.

Before long, it was evening.

Nalisha dared not leave Li Xuan and stayed by his side the whole time.

Li Xuan was given water when he was thirsty and fed when he was hungry, which made him thoroughly enjoy himself.

He didn't mind that the other person stayed by his side.

"By the way, Nalisha, with you staying here every day, doesn't your family complain?"

After enjoying a delicious bite, Li Xuan suddenly thought of something.

Nalisa, who was holding the fried noodles, was stunned when she heard this. Her eyes dimmed and she said in a low voice, "When I was eighteen, my family kicked me out."

"watt?"

Li Xuan's little head was full of questions. He stopped playing the game and took off his headphones.

Seeing this, Nalisha smiled self-deprecatingly and explained, "Here, a one-bedroom apartment can only accommodate two adults, and even including the living room, it can only accommodate one more person at most."

If there are more than three adults, they will be forcibly evicted and may even suffer damage to their credit.

"..."

Li Xuan was completely speechless. He never expected that the Americans would control everything, even housing.

Against the sky!

Being kicked out of the house at the age of eighteen is something that is unimaginable on the other side of the ocean.

But in the United States, this seems to be the norm.

Judging from Nalisa's tone, it seems that quite a few people have been kicked out.

So, the truth behind those public intellectuals in Yilin who advocate independent ventures into society at the age of eighteen is this:

Wang Defa!

To put it bluntly, only poor families would do this; how could ordinary families or rich people do such a thing!

As long as humanity exists, social interactions and interpersonal relationships will be inevitable; it's just that the forms of expression will differ.

You can see this from the university system. Even today, we're still using the recommendation system that China played with thousands of years ago, which is no different from the Han Dynasty's system of recommending filial and incorrupt officials.

Therefore, Li Xuan has always scoffed at those who say that China is full of social niceties and that foreign countries don't have these things.

Humans are all the same; who doesn't want to benefit their descendants?

Given similar circumstances, why would I choose you instead of my friends and family?

Seeing the shocked look in Li Xuan's eyes, Nalisha shrugged and laughed, "So, I don't understand why you came here either. This isn't a good place; it's a place that's constantly devouring people."

"If you have no money, you will lose everything, not even your home, and you will be kicked out, left to fend for yourself, and end up on the streets."

"I've specifically researched this; in the ancient East, even if you're disabled, you can at least survive."

"With money, everywhere is paradise; without money, China is actually better."

Nalisha chuckled self-deprecatingly, "The American Dream—for the wealthy, America is certainly paradise."

Do whatever you want; there's nothing money can't buy.

However, for the vast majority of people, the ability to withstand risks is very low, and this is not a good place.

"Okay, I don't understand either, but we all live here, so we should cherish it even more."

Li Xuan shrugged and replied with a smile.

Fortunately, he is now rich and is no longer a target for execution.

I wish us both happiness.

Nalisha smiled, picked up the beer next to her, and drank it all in one gulp.

She knew that someone like her was not good enough for Li Xuan.

It's fine to play around with them, but it's impossible for them to stay by your side forever.

Li Xuan's wealth and status required him to risk his life and fight against demons and ghosts.

She will probably never attain wealth and status in her lifetime.

Just as the two were chatting, a guest arrived.

"Hi, Lee, I'm Derek Ferguson, the principal of The Archer School for Girls."

The visitor was refined and well-dressed, with graying temples, and appeared to be in his fifties.

"Oh, dear Derek, the renowned headmistress of Archer Girls' School, it's an honor to meet you!"

Li Xuan greeted him with a smile and reached out to shake his hand.

Then, looking at Nalisa standing to the side, he said, "Nalisa, pour Principal Derek a cappuccino."

Nalisa smiled slightly, nodded, and walked towards the coffee machine.

Derek Ferguson glanced over, his eyes lighting up. He chuckled and teased, "Oh, Lee, you've found a very beautiful assistant. I'm so envious of you."

"Haha, she is indeed very beautiful, but I can't afford to hire her," Li Xuan replied with a laugh.

"I was recommended by someone. Ms. Cui said that you can solve my problem."

Upon seeing that Li Xuan did not inquire about his purpose, Derek Ferguson clearly had no interest in continuing the discussion about beautiful women and went straight to the point.