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âChen Xiaobei offered me such amazing medicinal wine. He should be rewarded! Give him 100 medium-grade Spiritual Stones! After I have my fun tonight, I will pay him more tomorrow!â Ximen Dingjun was ecstatic.
Whoa! Three sips of wine, and the reward was 100 medium grade Spiritual Stones!
Chen Xiaobeiâs mouth dropped open. That was equivalent to 100,000 low-grade Spiritual Stones!
This Ximen Dingjun really was the Northern Wilderness overlordâs golden boy, spending his fortune in such a cavalier manner!
Had Chen Xiaobei given him a big bottle of Dragon Dickâs Hundred Fruit Moonshine, he might have even rewarded Chen Xiaobei with more than 10,000 Spiritual Stones! Just thinking about it sent chills down Chen Xiaobeiâs spine!
âMr. Chen, please come with me! Iâll bring you the Spiritual Stones!â The old man said.
âAlright.â Chen Xiaobei nodded.
After he had received his payment, he called out to the old man, âMr. Meng! Thereâs something Iâd like to talk to you about!â
âMr. Chen, are you going to plead on behalf of Wenren Muyue? Forgive me, Iâd like to help but I canât!â Old man Meng had read Chen Xiaobeiâs mind.
âI do not plan to plead. I wouldâve said something in there if I was,â Chen Xiaobei said.
âThen, what is it that you want to say?â Old man Meng said.
âThe Ninth young lord is not completely cured yet. So, he should not lie with any woman just yet. Otherwise, the essence that had just been replenished will be drained again!â Chen Xiaobei said.
Old man Meng shook his head and said, âI understand that, but the Ninth Young Lord is a reckless pleasure-seeker. The Temple doctors had advised him to stay away from women but he refused to listen. That is how he got himself in this mess today.â
The neck and the tip of the old manâs ears were scarlet red, and he was slurring a little. Clearly, a sip of the Hundred Fruit Dragon Dickâs Moonshine had snuck into his head.
âMr. Meng, you donât look very good. Are you feeling alright?â Chen Xiaobei asked on purpose even though he already knew the answer.
âQuite the opposite! My body feels really good! Mr. Chenâs wine is just too incredible! This old man here has not felt like this in so many years! Itâs as if Iâve regained the energy of my youth!â Old man Meng said, looking a little tipsy.
âOld man?â Chen Xiaobei pretended to look surprised.
âOh!â Old man Meng caught himself. âSince Mr. Chen has gained the ninth young lordâs approval, Iâll just be honest with you! I am the young lordâs personal bodyguard. Iâm only wearing this mask to fool people!â
Chen Xiaobei slapped his thigh. âOh, no wonder! The tip of your ears and your neck are red, but your face has not changed at all! Do you want to go take care of that? In case anyone suspects anything?â
âReally? I better take care of it then!â Old man Meng said. âThe Temple has stipulated that those who are over 30 cannot join the hunting competition. If my cover is blown, it will raise an unwanted precedent. If people start accusing the Temple of being unfair, it would be very troublesome for us all!â
âThen you had better hurry!â Chen Xiaobei said.
âIf I go, who is going to get Wenren Muyue?â Old man Meng frowned.
âHow about this? Why donât you go do what you need to do, and Iâll try to advise the young lord against indulging himself tonight? Who knows, he might change his mind!â
âImpossible!â The old man said with certainty. âThe young lord canât get his hands off women! On top of that, itâs been a while since he had any sexual release! Now that he has regained his potency, thereâs no way to convince him to stay away from Wenren Muyue!â
But Chen Xiaobei insisted, âJust let me try! You go take care of your cover, itâll only take about three minutes. If canât convince him, it still wouldnât be too late for you to go fetch Wenren Muyue!â
âHeh, three minutes. Even if I give you three days, you wouldnât be able to convince the young lord!â
âIf you donât believe me, why donât we make a bet?â Chen Xiaobei said. âThe young lord awarded me with 100 medium-grade Spiritual Stones just now. If I fail to convince him, you can keep it all. How about that?â
âAlright! Since you want to give me your Spiritual Stones so badly, I wonât refuse the offer!â Old Meng smiled. He really did not believe that Chen Xiaobei could convince Ximen Dingjun, the pervert of all perverts from having his way with Wenren Muyue.
âThank you Old Meng!â Chen Xiaobei said, putting his palm against his fist.
âYour mouth says no but your heart says yes, young man! Who said you were not going to plead on behalf of Wenren Muyue?â Old Meng grinned. âI was young once upon a time too! I too, know that itâs hard for a man to resist such a beauty, but the hero is powerless before a ruler! Very weak and vulnerable! Do you understand?â
âThank you Old Meng for that reminder!â Chen Xiaobei said solemnly. âI wonât be rude to the young lord. If I fail, I will get out immediately. I wonât piss him off!â
âMm, I believe that you should know what to do! Iâll have to go now. Iâll be back in three minutes!â
âRoger that!â
Chen Xiaobei nodded. After the old man left, he turned around and walked into Ximen Dingjunâs tent.
âWhy are you here? Whereâs Wenren Muyue? Call her in now! My manhood has not been this strong for so long. Itâs thirsty!â
Ximen Dingjunâs face was flushed, his lips and throat were dry, and he was beginning to feel a burning heat under his shirt. He had even already begun stripping.
âOld Meng has already gone to get her. He should be back soon!â Chen Xiaobei said. âMy medicinal wine is too strong. I wanted to check up on you before they get back, just in case!â
âMmm, okay. Pour me a glass of water! My body feels very hot! Itâs like Iâm on fire!â Ximen Dingjun said, wiping the sweat off his forehead.
âYou canât drink water or the effect of the medicine will be diluted!â
âBut Iâm feeling really hot!â Ximen Dingjun said impatiently. âItâs so hot Iâm dying!â
âNinth Young Lord, donât fret. I have a fan with me. Let me fan you to cool you off!â Chen Xiaobei smiled, taking out a fan from the Infinite Space Ring.
âGood, good, good! Hurry up and fan me!â Ximen Dingjun nodded, popping his head out of the tent, shouting. âIs Wenren Muyue here? Why isnât she here yet?â
Chen Xiaobei walked up next to him, spread the fan open and began to fan Ximen Dingjun.
An invisible gust of wind drifted into the place between Ximen Dingjunâs brows.
Chen Xiaobei pointed a finger at a pole in the tent and sniggered, âThereâs a woman more beautiful than Wenren Muyue. Donât you see her, Ninth Young Lord?â
âWow! Sheâs gorgeous! How could there be such a beautiful woman in this world? Darling! Donât run way! Let me take good care of you! Hehehe!â
Ximen Dingjun practically ran towards the pole like a wild boar in heat, and began kissing and licking with his hands was all over the pole and his body was twisting and turning.
âNinth Young Lord, this moment could mean a lot to you. You take your time and enjoy yourself!â Chen Xiaobei smiled, and exited the tent.
âOoh! Darling, you are amazing! Thatâs so good! Ooh, ooh! Ohh!â
The loud carnal noises Ximen Dingjun made could be heard all over the camp grounds.