Chapter 349: Wang Family Village II (1/2)
Chapter 349: Wang Family Village II
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The village was way larger than the folks had imagined. It took them 30 minutes that felt like forever to reach the guest room under Wang Meng's lead.
The entrance had a simple style, a demonstration of minimalism, with staircases made out of Celestine where scratches of age could be discerned. There were two stone statues of unknown beasts, looking solemn yet unthreatening. They were carrying a flaming basin each on their back. The basin was the lighting that utilized fat-burning like the other residences in the place and fierily they burned, with hushes made as the wind blew.
A middle-aged woman was standing there with queues of men and ladies dressed in green at both sides.
She stepped ahead and gave a bow at the incoming guests, ”The family welcomes fellow guests.” She smiled, ”It is an honor for our family to be able to entertain fellow guests with our greatest hospitality, as the master has ordered. Kindly forgive us for any inconvenience caused,”
”You are being too formal.” Hurriedly Old Jalopy came to her, ”You don't have to be this ceremonial...” He knew the atmosphere would only become more awkward if he did not make that move.
The woman turned to one side and rose her left hand, ”Please, follow our lead, the master is waiting.” The woman seemed to be in her late thirties, appearance-wise she was slightly above the average. Her figures were great, so were her manners.
And Ye Chong quickly noticed the fact that the Celestine of the staircases was also a production of armory slicing like those he saw in the small village before, except the staircases were more refined. Ye Chong believed the Celestine was cut promptly without any holdback from the cutter. One blow and the cutting was done, and not everyone could do this.
The stairs were not too tall, with a height of about 10 meters. They were then welcomed by a square platform on top, which its surface area was around 2500 square meters. 5 wooden racks were placed at both sides, where all sorts of weapons were put on them. The weapons were unordinary, even strange to Ye Chong.
The bodyguards of the young boy felt otherwise however, as they could not stand the primitiveness of the armory and began missing the weaponry ahead of time, like an energy gun for example. That was justifiable as they were not hardcore brawlers in the first place. Without those guns there were just as good as the fishmongers at the market. The little boy was very much intrigued nonetheless as he skipped his way with the scarred man at the side.
At the end of the platform there was another flight of staircases where it led to the guest room. And they finally saw the owner of this fortress-like place. To their very surprise, the one who owned this stronghold where over 800,000 trained guardsmen resided, was none other than this 20-year-old girl in the room.
”I welcome you all to the village. Please, do take a seat and taste our brilliant tea. My apology for the absence at the entrance, as my body was weak.” A faint angelic sweetness could be heard in her soft voice. It sounded like a breeze on a fine morning, that it caught everyone's attention right away.
Her face was pale yet looking gorgeous. Her eyes were dreamy yet captivating. Her robe was green, as curing as her soul. Her hair danced over her shoulders as lethargically she turned her head. Her hands were fair as they rested upon the chair.
”No, it's our honor to have visited such a marvelous place,” said Old Jalopy.
And they got themselves seated. The square wooden table was low with straw mattress at the side. There were a few dishes unrecognizable by Ye Chong. At one corner a basin of water and towel was placed, clearly that was for the guests to wash their hands. As ”untechnological” as one was informed, there was no hand-washer, no processor, only table and chairs along with bunches of underlings, which appeared to be rather interesting to Ye Chong.
The dining place consisted of rows, with one row of table each. There seemed to be an unwritten rule, a custom where guests would be seated in accordance to their social standing. So one could determine the placement of a specific person in the group simly by the seat. The higher the seat, the more the guest was valued. Ye Chong lacked the concept of this apparently, as he directly picked the tallest seat with Rui Bing next to him. Old Jalopy knew his position so he picked the lower place with Fei Si.
The little boy thought for a moment, took one straw mattress and sat between Ye Chong and Rui Bing. The naivety of his act brought up a smile on the sweet face of the host.
”Hey, big guy.” Whispered the boy, ”This lassie sure is hot.” Rui Bing was sipping her tea by the side. She closed her eyes and the boy was rewarded with a smack on his head.
”Owwwiee...” The little boy rubbed his head, ”I made a big mistake. I forgot your wife is here. Don't worry, Big Sister Bing.” He turned to Rui Bing, ”Compared to you, that woman is incompetent. Only you could handle a beast like Mister Big guy. That woman will never take him, never!”
Ye Chong remained expressionless, seemed to be unconcerned of the comments the boy had just made.
The mistress of the village lifted her chin with her hand, as her curious eyes reached the strange guests. The leading one on top was an ugly man? She waved her hands, calling the middle-aged woman.
”Does he have any talent that we could not see?” she whispered to the woman.
The middle-aged woman took a glance at Ye Chong, ”He should not be an expertise in the combats.” She looked at Rui Bing, ”The white-garbed girl however, seemed to be one.”
”I see.” Pondered the mistress as she gestured the woman back to her seat.