Chapter 489 - 241: Mo Family Father and Son
Thousands of miles away in the Great Shang, within a magnificent and elegant palatial estate.
Zhao Rui was lounging in an enormous bathtub built entirely from some kind of precious stone, enjoying a shoulder massage from a maidservant.
He had only wanted to take a bath by himself, but this maidservant was far too enthusiastic.
’He’d never been pampered like this before, so he reluctantly agreed.’
’After all, the Witch Venerable had given the order. How could he refuse?’
On the edge of the tub to his right, another maidservant delicately pinched sweet grapes and fed them into his mouth.
The two women were dressed appropriately in silk tube tops and undergarments—a style similar to swimwear. Hmm, just their usual attire.
They had wanted to serve him in the nude, but Zhao Rui had refused.
"Young Master, is the pressure all right?"
"Yes, it’s fine."
Zhao Rui casually opened his phone and couldn’t help but let out a surprised laugh when he saw the photo of Senior Sister Ye that Qin Rui had sent.
’Senior Sister has gotten prettier, much more mature.’
Looking back, the past felt like another lifetime. In just a few short years, the entire world had changed.
Zhao Rui couldn’t help but glance up at the peerless beauty of the maidservant feeding him grapes. ’In a few more years,’ he mused, ’this sort of thing might even become commonplace.’
’Without any restraints, one’s true nature is exposed far faster than you’d think.’
’It wasn’t that he didn’t have his own desires; it was just that the Celestial Demons couldn’t defeat him, and thus couldn’t tempt him.’
’This world is better off with some order.’
At this thought, Zhao Rui’s eyes narrowed slightly.
A chill involuntarily emanated from his body.
"Ouch!"
The maidservant behind him snatched her hand back as if pricked by a needle, her whole body stumbling to the ground like a startled rabbit.
Her bright eyes were filled with vulnerability and unease, faintly glistening with tears.
Zhao Rui gave a faint smile. With a casual gesture, the nearby robe floated through the air and draped itself over him as he stood up.
"Had enough of a look? If you want to see, come on in and look properly."
Zhao Rui shot a sidelong glance at a spot on the ceiling.
"No fun."
Mo Ling’Er, holding a phone, slowly peeked her head out. Then she leaped down from the rafters, her light skirt fluttering up, revealing fair skin that looked exceptionally delicate under the light.
"You’re actually immune to women!"
Mo Ling’Er sized him up with a strange expression, her gaze lingering for a moment on a certain... important area.
"It’s best not to say certain things. Otherwise, I wouldn’t mind... I just don’t know if *you* would."
A playful smile touched the corners of Zhao Rui’s lips.
"Hmph!"
Mo Ling’Er’s face flushed red. How could she not understand what he meant? She snorted coldly and said, "Seeing as you saved my life, my father wants to see you."
"Your father?"
"My father is the First Grand General under King Chonghou of the Great Shang! The number one expert in all the Great Shang."
As Mo Ling’Er spoke, her chin lifted unconsciously, clearly proud of her father.
"Oh?"
Zhao Rui was suddenly interested. ’I just wonder what level this so-called number one expert of the Great Shang is at. How does he compare to that other person from the Great Shang I met before?’
"Help me dress!"
Zhao Rui flexed his arms, and the robe on his body flew backward.
"Ah!"
Mortified, Mo Ling’Er quickly lowered her head and covered her eyes with her delicate hands. She said reproachfully, "Why are you taking off your clothes?"
As she spoke, she spread her fingers slightly, her sly, bright eyes peeking at Zhao Rui, both shy and excited.
After just one glance, she turned and fled in embarrassment, moving so fast she even used a ground-shrinking technique.
"You jerk, Zhao Rui!"
"If you want to look, then look openly!"
Zhao Rui gently pulled the robe back into place. The bottom hadn’t left his body at all; only the top had fluttered backward slightly.
Witnessing this "exchange" between the two, the two maidservants’ eyes were wide with astonishment.
They had never seen the Witch Venerable make such an expression.
’Could it be that this man...’
At this thought, they couldn’t help but drop to one knee and bow. "Young Master, please allow us to help you dress."
"That won’t be necessary. Perhaps another time."
Zhao Rui waved his hand, and a surge of Misty Qi billowed out from the bath, instantly filling the entire room.
A moment later, when the mist cleared, Zhao Rui had already vanished from the room.
"What’s there to be shy about? Have you never seen a naked man before?"
Down a distant, cobblestone garden path, Zhao Rui slowly walked toward the gracefully standing Mo Ling’Er.
’This woman wouldn’t have run far.’
"Pah, who would want to look?"
Mo Ling’Er spat delicately, then suddenly added, "When-when you see my father, you’re not allowed... not allowed to say anything crazy, or tease me."
After speaking, she clasped her hands together and began to fidget, twisting them.
"My father is very fierce!"
"In that case, forget it. I won’t see him."
Zhao Rui turned to leave, but Mo Ling’Er instantly flashed in front of him, spreading her slender arms to block his path. "Can’t you just listen to me for once?"
"I know you’re stronger than me right now, but Prince Zi Gui has returned. If you go wandering around recklessly, I’ll worry about your safety."
Mo Ling’Er said, not trying to hide her concern.
"Er..."
"Fine."
Zhao Rui was only trying to tease her. His whole purpose in coming to the Great Shang was to make contact with them.
He had originally planned to show off his skills to draw out their experts.
Now that Mo Ling’Er was willing to be the bridge, why wouldn’t he take the opportunity?
"Really?"
Hearing Zhao Rui say this, a brilliant smile blossomed on Mo Ling’Er’s pretty face, as radiant as a flower blooming in early summer.
"Come on, I’ll take you there!"
With that, Mo Ling’Er grabbed Zhao Rui’s hand and began pulling him toward the main hall of the Marshal’s Mansion.