1417 Do You Want Another Slap? (2/2)
”He has been waiting outside your tent the whole morning. He's been waiting for your approval to go ahead and get to the location of the Overgrown Forest's hidden treasure!”
”Then what are we waiting for? Let's go now!”
Ximen Dingjun got up, and got ready.
In a jiffy, under Lu Changwei's instructions, the group packed up and moved forward towards the Overgrown Forest's hidden treasure.
Wenren Muyue walked up next to Chen Xiaobei, asking, ”Mr. Chen, what in the world happened last night? How many girls did Ximen Dingjun harm?”
”You heard it too?” Chen Xiaobei chuckled.
”He was howling so loudly, I could not not hear it!” Wenren Muyue said, obviously disgusted while furrowing her brows.
”Don't worry. He didn't touch a single girl. He was just having his own very wet dream.” Chen Xiaobei's smile broadened.Find authorized novels in Webnovel,faster updates, better experience,Please click visiting.
”Wet dreams?” Wenren Muyue blushed, sounding a little anxious when she asked, ”Then will he ask for me?”
”Don't worry, as long as I'm here, you'll be safe!” Chen Xiaobei said, his tone changed into somehing somewhat firm and imposing.
The commanding voice made Wenren Muyue feel secure. ”Thank you, Mr. Chen! Thank you so so so much!”
Someone came up from behind them, a spoke in an eerie voice, ”Heh, the both of you really are experts at licking each other's wounds eh?!”
It was Lu Changwei and Zhu Dachang.
”Everyone knows what the ninth young lord is like! He's only enduring you now because he has use of you!” Lu Changwei sniggered. ”But once he's completely healed, he'll swallow Wenren Muyue whole! There's no way a dimwit like you can protect her!”
Wenren Muyue's forehead creased at the comment. Lu Changwei may be an abominable creep, but what he said was true.
Ximen Dingjun was the classic asshole who had done more than his fair share of backstabbing.
He had actually wanted to get rid of Chen Xiaobei earlier in the tent. Had Old Meng not advised him against it, he would have already done it.
Lu Changwei smiled. ”Wenren Muyue, instead of hoping for this dimwit to protect you, you might as well beg me. Who knows, I might just put in a good word for you, and ask the ninth young lord to let you off the hook!”
”You? Oh please! The young lord will never listen to you!” Wenren Muyue hissed.
In all aspects, Lu Changwei's status was a little lower than Wenren Muyue. He had no power to advise Ximen Dingjun against doing anything that the young lord had already set his mind to.
”Don't you know?” Lu Changwei wore a contented smile on his lips. ”I will be gifting the young lord some treasure soon. I will become the ninth young lord's confidant then!”
”Gift him with treasure? Become his confidant?”
Wenren Muyue stared blankly at him.
”That's right! All I need to do is to open my mouth. I'll be more useful than this dimwit!” Lu Changwei raised his chin.
”Master Lu, I don't like it when you call me dimwit.” Chen Xiaobei said.
”Hmph! You've only treated the ninth young lord once and you think you're some sort of VIP now?” Lu Changwei spat. ”You be a dimwit to me forever! The less you like it, the more I will call you that!”
”Master Wei, here's a piece of advice for you: Don't forget the pain even if your wounds have healed!” Chen Xiaobei smirked. ”Would you like to have another round of slapping that you had yesterday?”