Lord Zhuo flew out and slammed into the shelter protruding out of a stall. He fell on the ground and there was no sound anymore.
Ming Shu slammed the hammer on the ground and shouted, âSteamed stuffed bun, steamed bun...â
She thought highly of herself.
This hammer is so heavy...
âAlliance Master, what is the matter.â
âSteamed bun.â
âI am here.â
âThe real steamed bun!â
The man with a round face: â...â How did this nickname of his come about?
He found some steamed stuffed buns for his alliance master at the other side of the road. Ming Shu ate them and looked at Young Master Jin, who had not subdued her steamed snacks coupon.
âAre you sure you can do it?â Ming Shu shouted at Young Master Jin, âYou canât even handle a girl!â
Young Master Jin glared at Ming Shu. He clenched his fist and shouted as he threw himself at Jiang Ling.
Young Master Jin used brute force in this attack. Jiang Ling was caught off caught so she flew away and landed beside Lord Zhuo.
âHmph!â
Young Master Jin flicked his sleeves and raised his hand.
His sidekick came over with his golden war robe and placed it on him. He looked like an emperor.
Ming Shu glanced at Jiang Ling. She smiled and said, âI am the one that started everything today. If you have any grudges, direct them at me.â
Hate me. I donât mind.
Jiang Ling clutched her chest and stood up together with Lord Zhuo. She glared at Ming Shu with her cold eyes. Sparks flew in the air.
Lord Zhuoâs expression was bad. He never lost ever since he became the most powerful swordmaster. However, he lost today. He lost terribly.
Steamed Bun: â...â
Is Alliance Master crazy?
Why did she say that she was the one who started all this?!
They were the ones who didnât want to give way. What does it have to do with us?!
Alliance Master, please donât take all the blame.
Young Master Jin looked at Ming Shu. The alliance master was actually helping him by taking all the responsibility.
The rich and useless Young Master Jin suddenly felt that he was immature.
He coughed unnaturally. âWhat are you standing here for? Letâs leave.â
âOh...â Butler Jin helped Young Master Jin up the horse carriage and left the place hurriedly.
Protector Zhou wept the cold sweat off his face secretly.
The alliance master was not someone that could be bullied easily.
I need to tell the sect leader once I get back.
âAlliance Master, this way please...â
Protector Zhou immediately led the way.
...
Ming Shu entered the Flying Tiger Clanâs base. What happened on the streets spread among the civilians.
Most people thought that she helped the Jin family bully other people and felt that she was in the wrong.
How could the alliance master be so biased?
Her reputation started to take damage.
âAlliance Master, are you satisfied with this house?â Protector Zhou brought Ming Shu into the house and questioned her carefully.
âYes.â Ming Shu scanned the place. âIs there a kitchen?â
âYes.â Protector Zhou nodded his head immediately.
Good. If not, the chef king would not be able to display his skills.
Protector Zhou briefly introduced the Flying Tiger Clan to Ming Shu and had a casual chat with her. After that, he left.
Steamed bun ordered someone to arrange Ming Shuâs room and the rest of them went to find their own rooms.
Ming Shu discussed the dinner plans with the chef king and then returned to her room.
There was only one person in her room. He was making her bed.
âWhy are you here?â
The person making her bed jumped in fright. His hand shook and the blanket slipped from his hand. He lowered his head and didnât dare to look at Ming Shu.
âI, I am here to make the bed.â
âI am asking you, why are you in this house? Who allowed you to follow me here?â
âI... I came by myself.â Rong Li looked up. He seemed to have made a decision. âI want to follow you.â
âFollow me? Why do you want to follow me?â
Rong Li placed his hands in front of him. He squeezed his hands together tightly. âYou took me in so I want to do something to repay you.â
âRepay me?â
Ming Shu chuckled.
Rong Li saw Ming Shu walking toward him. She sat on the side of the bed and placed her hands behind her. She leaned back. âHow will you repay me? You canât even do simple things. I think that you are not here to repay me. You want to waste my money and resources.â
Rong Li appeared frustrated. His nails dug into his flesh. Marks appeared on his hands.
He hesitated for a long while before slowly walking to Ming Shu.
He knelt on the bed and leaned toward Ming Shu.
The aura of the young boy was clean and fresh. He kissed Ming Shuâs lips. When he noticed that she didnât resist, he slowly sucked on her lips.
The boyâs kiss was nervous and unskilled.
He lay like a puppy in Ming Shuâs arms and bit her lip lightly. He did nothing else.
âCan you not chase me away?â After some time, he pleaded with Ming Shu. His lips were touching hers as he said this. âIf you chase me away, I will have nowhere to go.â
Ming Shu grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back. âSo you are willing to use your body to trade for a chance to stay?â
âNo... no.â The boy shook his head.
âThen what were you doing just now?â
âItâs... because itâs you...â The boy said in a low voice, âI will not do it to other people.â
Ming Shu released his shoulders. She placed her arm around his waist and hugged him. âThen, tell me, who are you?â
âI...â The boy looked at Ming Shu. âWill you chase me away if I say it?â
âThat will depend on what your identity is.â Ming Shu smiled. âI donât want to have someone troublesome beside me.â
The boy looked disappointed. âThen you shouldnât ask. I promise that I will not cause you any trouble for now.â
The next second, he grabbed Ming Shuâs arm. âAlliance Master, can you not chase me away? I am willing to do anything.â
âAnything?â
The boy nodded firmly.
Ming Shu suddenly turned her body and pressed him under her. âIs this okay too?â
The boyâs eyes were pure. He looked hesitant but finally compromised in the end. He blushed as he nodded his head.
He took the initiative to take off Ming Shuâs clothes.
Ming Shu was frustrated. What character profile did the little demon get this time?
âAlliance Master, the Flying Tiger Clan plans to...â
The door suddenly flew open. The human steamed bun froze at the door when he saw the scene inside.
Everything was on pause.
â... Weird, why is Alliance Master not in her room. She must have gone to find the chef,â Steamed Bun muttered as he retreated out of the room and closed the door.
He heaved a sigh of relief and patted his chest.
How can you forget to knock on the door!
Why did you open the door so quickly!
I got the shock of my life.
Is this why Alliance Master cancelled the engagement with Lord Zhuo?
In the room...
Ming Shu pinned down Rong Liâs hand and prevented him from continuing his actions. She released him and stood up. âGo and ask the chef king if he has finished making the pastries.â
Rong Li lay on the bed, blinking. âAlliance Master...â
âWhat? You donât even want to do such a simple thing? Are you expecting me to treat you like a young master?â
Rong Li got up in a flurry. âI will leave now.â
He opened the door. Steamed Bun was still standing outside.
The two of them looked at each other. Rong Li lowered his head and quickly ran off in the direction of the kitchen.
Steamed Bun entered the room quickly.
âAlliance Master... that...â He looked around the room. He didnât know where to focus his gaze. âThe Flying Tiger Clan plans to have a meeting with the other clans and sects in three daysâ time. They asked if you have any opinions about this arrangement.â
âNo.â
âI will go and reply to them now.â Steamed Bun rushed out.
âStop.â
â...â I am dead.
He turned and asked, frightened, âAlliance Master, do you have any other orders?â
âWhat did you see just now?â
Steamed Bun raised his hand and swore, âI did not see anything.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Ming Shu smiled brightly. âYou can leave now.â