Published: March 9, 2025
Chu Yang found himself in a situation where the city lord's face was a mix of blue and red. He smacked his lips, feeling a peculiar sensation that was truly strange…
This matter had to be kept absolutely confidential.
“Hmm, Brother, how do you feel?” Chu Yang asked casually.
Unconsciously licking his lips, the city lord blurted out, “It’s a bit… stimulating…”
“Stimulating?” Chu Yang's eyes widened; what kind of feeling was that?
“Uh… not stimulating… it’s an illusion… it was a slip of the tongue.” The city lord was somewhat bewildered, wondering how he had accidentally spoken the truth. He quickly remedied his statement: “I feel a lot, it’s too cold, too hot! Too bitter! Too spicy… too smelly…”
He lamented continuously.
Chu Yang laughed heartily, “Bitter medicine is good for the mouth. Since it’s about adjusting the yin and yang, how could there not be a cycle of alternating temperatures? I tell you, Brother Wen, this illness really drained all my stock. If it were anyone else, I absolutely wouldn’t part with those good medicines…”
“Brother, you’ve worked hard,” City Lord Wen said gratefully. “Don’t worry, within the realm of Purple Twilight City, I still have some power. I will never let you suffer even a little grievance.”
At this moment, the city lord felt a warm sensation all over his body, extremely comfortable.
Especially since the little brother, who hadn’t lifted his head for nearly two years, suddenly began to stir, swaying his head and showing an inexplicable male excitement that was gradually rising.
Upon feeling this long-missed sensation, the city lord couldn’t help but become teary-eyed.
Ignoring Chu Yang’s presence, he lost all sense of image, reaching out to grab a handful, tears streaming down his face: “Brother, it’s been a long time…”
Chu Yang was speechless.
“Someone come!” The city lord shouted with all his might.
This unexpected roar shook the entire Lord's Residence.
Chu Yang, in the direct line of fire, felt a buzzing in his head… almost dizzy.
This guy was definitely doing it on purpose!
You dare to yell at me? Such audacity!
Just wait until I make the medicine even more bitter and harder to swallow, and see if you dare to yell at me then!…
“Lord!” The guards, hearing the urgency in the city lord’s voice, hurriedly rushed in, stumbling across the water stains in the room and catching a whiff of a strange smell. They were greatly astonished.
“Lord, what happened?”
“What happened?” The city lord roared: “Go! Bring me the box from beside my pillow! Hurry! Move it! Damn it, why aren’t you quick about it!”
There was an urgent tone in his voice.
Hearing this, the guard dared not delay and dashed off.
…
In the city lord's private residence.
The guard ran in, panting heavily, pushing aside a few maids who tried to stop him: “Lady, Lady…”
“What is it?” A graceful woman frowned and looked over.
“The city lord said he needs… needs the box from by the pillow…” the guard panted.
“The box?” The lady spoke with a hint of resentment in her tone: “What does he need that box for? Just take it…”
The guard took it and ran off.
The lady looked at the guard’s back, full of confusion: “Now that he’s like that, what’s the point of the box? Is he going to destroy it? Sigh…”
With a long sigh, feeling as if her youth was being wasted, the lady became somewhat depressed, filled with resentment.
This was nobody’s fault but her own; all because she married such an ‘incompetent’ husband…
…
“Lord, the box is back. You…” the guard was huffing and puffing as if he had almost run himself to death.
“Bring it here!” City Lord Wen said with authority: “Stop pretending, you’re a dignified human level expert, and you’re exhausted after just a few steps? Get lost!”
The guard, exposed for his act, smiled awkwardly, immediately ceased panting, and walked out calmly.
Chu Yang was almost wide-eyed in disbelief.
Indeed… a talent.