Under the moon, at Changming Manor, a furtive figure climbed over the wall and slipped inside.
Never forget your original aspiration; remain true to it from beginning to end.
No matter what others thought, Lu Bei was deeply moved by his own actions. In this cultivation world awash in material desires, there truly were few honest men like him who held fast to their original aspirations.
He had never once entered Changming Manor through the main gate!
Seeing her lord return, Zhu Baiyu was as delighted as if it were New Year. She plunged into Lu Bei's arms and rubbed against him wildly, while her mouth remained merciless, saying he was such a rare guest that she had almost failed to recognize him.
He really was quite rare. This trip to the Myriad Monster Kingdom had lasted nearly three months. By calculation, Lu Bei had gone an entire season without pampering Steward Yu.
That might be true, but her lord naturally had his own arrangements. How could a little steward presume to criticize him?
Wicked servant, come and die!
Steward Yu then splashed about in the water for a long while, flying into the heavens and burrowing into the earth, indulging in a moment of delirious joy and forgetting herself. She died and came back to life, came back to life and died again, her delicate skin flushed a soft pink.
She narrowed her eyes and lay on Lu Bei's shoulder. The afterglow had yet to fade as she begged foolishly for mercy, mumbling that she would never dare do it again.
Holding the limp and powerless beauty, Lu Bei rubbed cheeks with her and gently stroked her back.
This was a required lesson for scumbags, with devastating effects. When Steward Yu came to her senses, she touched Lu Bei's