150 Chapter 150 (1/2)

”What is he doing there all day, i wonder?” a feminine voice asked in the room.

”I know that man and I believe that he could only be up to no good whatsoever, Ze Min. No need to think about that bastard son anymore. Come on, let's drink some more!”

Tang Xinyue answered the query of her friend and gulped another shot at the spirits near her. She did not even use a glass but just directly drank from the source.

A very big jar of wine at the table.

”He's been there since lunch, Big Sis. Are you drinking perhaps because you felt ignored by your new master?” Flower Goddess Ze Min teased.

”Don't you worry because i will always be here to take good care of you. I will not allow for that Young Master Clark to lay even a single finger on your skin.”

Ze Min declared as she took a cup of liquor and gracefully emptied it in little sips.

”Bahhh... Lu Chen could only wish to take me in his dreams. If he do so tried anything bad to me tonight, i will make sure that he would have a very aching headache comes the morn.”

Tang Xinyue growled the words out then took another long drag at the hastily consumed intoxicant before her.

”BANG!” The double doors of the master's bedroom opened up that halted anything that Ze Min might have had retorted otherwise.

All eyes were unto the figure by the doors and one lady almost exploded once more in the scene.

It did not help that the next words that were uttered were basically akin to adding salt to a festering wound already.

”Oh? It's good that you two are still here. My slaves really know how to listen to their master's command. Hehehe.” The newcomer was of course our bored gamer and none other else.

He had been playing video games for almost the entirety of the day and he had his fill of fun already.

It was just so right that he remembered a particular problem in mind and so got out to fix what he had been meaning to do ever since he had become Lu Chen in this xianxia world.

”I am not your slave.” Surprisingly, it was not Tang Xinyue who responded first but her equally beautiful partner, Ze Min.

Young Master Clark's laughter was just too grating to her ears and she was not one to take slight that easily also.

”I'm sorry, my lady. But I beg to differ. Since you have decided to come along with your friend Xinyue here then you have also become my servant slave by default.

Now could anyone of you call Lai Peng from downstairs? I want to see my beloved attendant at once!” Clark said his piece and...

”BANG!” The majestic double doors that were inlaid by intricate sword designs were closed tightly shut once again.

”That arrogant foolish man! Let him rot to hell!” Ze Min's voice was hard and toxic but the same could not be said to the surprisingly quiet Tang Xinyue.

”I will come back, Ze Min. Wait for me here.” Tang Xinyue spoke at last. She then stood up and a flash of white gathered at her person.

This woman was indeed so perfect in any way, form or guise that these snow colored hues seemed to embody what she was at the moment. A cold angel in the flesh!

”Why are you doing this, Big Sis? Why do you listen to that cocky man's words?” Ze Min's flawless forehead wrinkled in confusion.

Since they got inside Young Master Clark's residence, Tang Xinyue was suddenly listening to whatever command that our bored gamer was giving her.

When Clark said eat, Tang Xinyue ate. Sit and the lovely lady has sat.

And finally, when Young Master Clark requested for Tang Xinyue to guard outside while he played, the latter also obeyed without question.

Combine all of these facts together and Ze Min could hardly believe that this was the same indomitable woman that she had grown to admire in her stay in the Demonic Sword Sect.

”You understand nothing, Ze Min.” Tang Xinyue paused in her third step. She did not look back at all as she added the next words that she said.

”I am not doing this for that hateful and stupid Lu Chen. This is all for the sect and most especially for my Teacher. At least with this, I will be able to repay Teacher's kindness unto me.”

Tang Xinyue explained herself and then swiftly did what was expected of her.

The echoes of her sandals pervaded in the halls until Ze Min could not anymore hear nor see the voluptuous figure of Tang Xinyue.

”This is your sacrifice, huh? Loyalty. I wonder what that word means.” Ze Min muttered and continued to drink by herself.

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