In Mu Lin’s room, she sat back in her chair, legs crossed, enjoying a cup of tea with a satisfied expression on her face. Letting out a contented sigh, she muttered to herself, “What I wouldn’t give to see my sweet Wei for just a moment longer~ It sucks, frankly.”

Then, as if a light bulb went off in her head, she suddenly exclaimed, “Wait, shouldn’t I be angry with him? He just up and left without even telling me anything!” Placing a hand proudly on her chest, she cleared her throat and continued, “Luckily for him, I was kind enough to clean his entire courtyard, wash all his robes, and make sure that Dragonfire Seed he planted was in good condition.”

She clicked her tongue disapprovingly, a small frown appearing on her soft, moon-shaped face. “Imagine he would dare leave some random, uninteresting disciple in charge of taking care of his place while he’s gone,” she grumbled, shaking her head in displeasure. “It’s like he doesn’t respect my wifely skills!”

A young woman standing by the door hesitated to speak.

“Young Miss, I…”

It surprised her that she hadn’t gotten used to this yet. After all, Mu Lin did this every night—she’d sit down, have some tea, and then either complain about Yang Wei or dote on him, depending on her mood at the time.

“Young Miss, if I may… it’s somewhat surprising to see you being so… helpful.”

Mu Lin squinted at her and asked, “Are you trying to say I’m not helpful?”

The girl panicked and quickly shook her head, denying it.

“N-no, absolutely not! It’s just… considering you were born and brought up in the Mashyan World, I’d expect Yang Wei to be the one cleaning your house, not the other way around.”

Mu Lin relaxed her expression and chuckled. “Of course, you wouldn’t understand,” she said, rising from her chair and flicking her hair back. “The love between Yang Wei and me goes beyond status. Of course, I would never expect such a capable man to clean my house and wash my panties! It’s absolutely unnecessary!” She smiled smugly as she spoke.

I… I never said anything about panties… the girl thought.

Just then, Yun Feiyan walked into Mu Lin’s room with a basket in her hands. Seeing her, Mu Lin’s face lit up with a genuine smile. “Oh, Feiyan! What a pleasant surprise,” she exclaimed, genuinely excited to see her head maid.

The girl standing by the door bowed her head and greeted, “Greetings, Head Matron.”

Yun Feiyan simply nodded at the girl before turning back to Mu Lin, her smile radiating excitement. “I have news,” she announced eagerly.

Raising an eyebrow, a curious Mu Lin leaned forward.

Yun Feiyan was usually reserved, so seeing her so animated meant something good must have happened.

“Well, don’t keep me waiting,” Mu Lin urged.

“Well, on my way back, I almost stumbled, but a fine young man caught me and even swept me off my feet,” Yun Feiyan blushed a bit just to add some life to her story. “And my cabbages were damage-free…” She shook the basket for emphasis.

Mu Lin looked a bit overwhelmed by the story. “Um, okay?” she responded, not quite sure where this was going.

Then, Yun Feiyan dropped the bombshell. “When I got a closer look at the young man, it turned out to be Yang Wei.”

Mu Lin’s eyes widened in shock. “My Wei is back? Really?!” she exclaimed.

Her heart was already racing with excitement.

She immediately started fussing with her hair, as if having a panic attack. “You, go get my cosmetics now!” she ordered the girl standing by the door, who hurried out of the room to fulfill her request.

Yun Feiyan, however, tried to calm Mu Lin’s excitement. “Isn’t it a bit too late to go see him? He might be tired,” she suggested.

Mu Lin, already in the process of undressing, paused halfway through pulling off her signature black and gold dress. “I doubt my love would be tired of seeing me,” she declared confidently. Then, a thought struck her. “But wait, wouldn’t going to see him tonight make me look a little too desperate?” she pondered aloud.

Yun Feiyan nodded solemnly. “Exactly. That’s what I was thinking,” she agreed.

Mu Lin sighed and decided to put her dress back on. “I’ll just wait a while,” she decided, wearing a reassuring smile. “If anything, if Yang Wei really cares, he’ll come visit me first before anyone else.”

Yun Feiyan forced herself to agree. “Uh-huh, definitely,” she said, though her expression hinted at uncertainty.

…

Ling Meiyan made her way through the crowd of disciples, her eyes scanning until she spotted Yang Wei standing there.

“Yang Wei?” she called out, surprised. “I didn’t know you were back.”

She paused, feeling a bit shy, and tucked some strands of hair behind her ears. “Well, actually, I don’t really know much about you, do I…”

Yang Wei explained, “I just got back. The matriarchs contacted me to return to the sect. Seems there’s some… visit from another sect?” He glanced around, acting clueless.

Ling Meiyan nodded, confirming, “Oh yes, we had a visit from the White Serpent Sect. In a sense, they’re like our sister sect.”

When she said this, the disciples around them began whispering amongst themselves.

“Sister sect? What’s she mean?”

“I wish I knew. Apparently, it’s the first time in centuries our sect is actually accepting visits from other sects.”

“Meh, I couldn’t be bothered…”

Yang Wei inquired, “So, um, what are you all doing around my place so late at night?”

Invading my privacy…

Ling Meiyan hesitated, unsure how to respond.

I can’t tell him I brought them here to invade his privacy while I buy time to figure out this map…

Before she could talk, Sun Yujing stepped forward confidently, her arms folded underneath her huge heavenly orbs.

“Meiyan, will you introduce me to the Star Disciple no one in Tiancheng City seems to stop talking about?”

She exchanged a meaningful look with Yang Wei, as if they had a silent conversation.

Realizing her oversight, Ling Meiyan quickly turned to address the gathered disciples.

“White Serpent disciples, this is Yang Wei. He’s… well, uh, one of the most talented disciples our sect has to offer.”

One female disciple raised her hand and interjected, “Well, that was kind of obvious, considering he’s called a Star Disciple and all…”

Ling Meiyan’s expression turned solemn. “I-I suppose you’re right,” she conceded.

Sun Yujing then brought up Yang Wei’s achievement. “So, you’re really the one who crafted a fifth-grade Blood Strengthening Pill in less than an hour that put Pill Master Huo to shame?”

Yang Wei seemed surprised. “When did that news get out?”

Sun Yujing shrugged nonchalantly. “Well, news travels fast in the Capital City.”

Yang Wei sighed, accepting the situation. “I see.”

Sun Yujing sauntered closer, looking even more curious. “I have a few more questions for you, if you’re—”

Cutting her off, Yang Wei let out an exaggerated yawn, signaling his disinterest. “Sorry, too tired for any attention tonight. How about tomorrow?” With that, he strode past them, leaving Sun Yujing with a frown of frustration.

I forgot the part where people say he’s an arrogant bastard, to think I’d even put effort into initiating a conversation with him…

Deng Rulan voiced her disappointment. “So, we came here for nothing?”

Ling Meiyan chimed in with her trademark awkward crooked smile. “Not entirely. At least we got to see Yang Wei, right?”

“Hm?” Yang Wei turned at the sound of Deng Rulan’s voice, recognizing it instantly. But before he could react, Deng Rulan covered her face with a hand, and looked away instantly.

I almost forgot about the last time I met this bastard!

Hu Meizhen, however, couldn’t contain her emotions.

So, she chose the fool’s option.

“YANG WEI!!”

With a scream, she charged at him, her breasts bouncing angrily as she gritted her teeth.

No one could catch how it all went down; it happened in a blur. But what they did see was Yang Wei pinning Hu Meizhen to the ground like he was ready to take her from behind. With a tight grip on her neck, he delivered a firm spanking to her jiggling buttocks, making her cry out in ecstasy. “Ahhhnn~~!” she moaned, her body arching as saliva dripped from her lips. .net

There’s that feeling again… my special place is feeling wet again!

It didn’t take much for Hu Meizhen to drench herself, she could already feel her fleshy, pink fountain squirting with just this disciplinary spank.

Feeling her squirm beneath him, Yang Wei tightened his grip, eliciting another passionate moan from Hu Meizhen.

“I won’t do it again, Senior Brother! Ahnn~!”

She pleaded, her body writhing like a worm on hot pavement.

Yang Wei’s very grip sent sparks of pleasure coursing through him, her buttocks pressing against his crotch with each twist.

As onlookers watched in stunned silence, the women looked like frozen corpses.

“H-he really is lecherous…”

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