Yuan Hong raised his cup in invitation and drank the tea in one go.
"Brother Xie, I’m drinking on behalf of my wife." Huang Wude downed two cups of tea in one breath.
Thus, the two of them played a round of hand talk in camaraderie.
Sitting again, they discussed, conversing about the mysteries of the universe and the expanses of ti.
As a kid from the Mysterious Gate Orthodox, I was dumbfounded watching this.
It felt as though those before were not monsters, but Great Grandmasters of the Mystic Sect.
The truth proved wrong.
A maid nervously brought in a bowl of yellow herbal dicine, causing the faces of all the beauties in the room to turn pale.
Once Old Ape drank it without a change in expression, the sound of fabric tearing echoed in the air.
Yuan Hong’s eyes turned crimson on the spot, pinning the maid who brought the dicine, tearing her bodice apart.
The maid was horrified, crying out, "No, ancestor... no..."
This vile act, and he’s called an ancestor??
I was shocked and furious, not knowing what to do.
"Old Ape, really? My wife is right here, what are you doing?" Huang Wude was also angry.
He kicked the tea table over, standing in front of , preventing from seeing the brutal scene.
Yet the screams of the girl, definitely not twenty, still filled my ears, making my body tremble uncontrollably.
"Sorry, I couldn’t hold back; it’s just a man and woman thing, and it’s not like Sister-in-law hasn’t experienced it." Yuan Hong responded indifferently to the girl’s heart-wrenching cries and pleas, "Brother Huang, drink your dicine too, you and Sister-in-law can enjoy yourselves in another room today."
"Do you usually... do this, like him, in this place..." I blurted out, knowing Huang Wude was inherently a wicked monster.
In this serene and elegant setting, which seed like the Clear Stream Fairy Realm, unexpectedly...
Unexpectedly orchestrated such depravity by Old Ape...
Even with Huang Wude blocking, I could still see so outlines.
After tornting the maid, Yuan Hong went looking for another girl.
The girl was trembling in fear, not daring to resist in any way.
Like lambs to the slaughter, unwilling to die yet unable to defy fate.
The maid Yuan Hong tornted lay on the floor, her life or death unknown.
Another maid walked in from outside, submissively offering another bowl of yellow dicine to Huang Wude with lowered eyes.
"Waner, don’t be mad, I won’t do it again." Huang Wude was frightened by my tone, apologizing humbly, as if he really were my man.
I imdiately held my forehead, trying to recall if there was anything inappropriate in my words or tone that made Huang Wude misunderstand...
Huang Wude closed his eyes, drinking the yellow dicine in one gulp.
He took my hand and, following a maid, we twisted and turned through antique paths into a very private little room.
Only after entering a place away from Yuan Hong did I relax, realizing I had been too morally imposing on Huang Wude. Apologetically, I said, "Huang Wude, thank you for your help; I will always rember this. Don’t overthink it, I have no demands on you."
After all, being a monster, as long as it doesn’t too excessively violate the Heavenly Dao, there’s no need to be constrained by human morality.
"No! You must have demands on ; you don’t care about , that’s why you have no demands on !!" Huang Wude’s youthful face bore a look of anxiety, unnaturally flushed cheeks, "Waner, I am devoted to you!"
I pushed him down, sitting on the embroidered stool, "Are you okay? What was it that you and Yuan Hong drank just now??"
"Do I have to spell it out for you to understand? I... I’ve been coming here, sharing with him, the matter with won replenishes our vital energy, and also... relieves our urges..."
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