Gasp! The Woman Among Women! The Female Among Females!

Huang Cao leaned back and placed his hand on the cat's belly, then slipped his hand inside, making a skin-to-skin contact.

"You didn't secretly absorb Charm Mushroom, so what's going on, Kal'tsit? You wouldn't happen to have fallen for me, would you?"

The question, which struck at the very core of her being, caused Kal'tsit's mental defenses to crumble instantly, leaving her silent for several seconds.

Just as she was about to say something, the other person unexpectedly gave her a mischievous smile.

"His face is just as sour as ever. I was just kidding."

Huang Cao said it was really a joke, since that's how it's portrayed in novels and 2D.

If Kal'tsit hesitated just now, it would be Master Huang would panic next.

Just like its nature decades ago, wood is incredibly hard before being exposed to fire, but it becomes extremely fragile as soon as it comes into contact with something that can burn.

"Do you care about my face... whatever makes you happy."

Is the face I'm wearing really that annoying?

But my name is Kal'tsit, not Kael'thas.

I've had this expression for tens of thousands of years, and it's completely unchangeable.

"His stomach temperature is normal, so it seems he really was lying."

Huang Cao pinched a soft lump of flesh on Kal'tsit's lower abdomen, kneaded it, and then let go.

Normally, if this cat sucks on the Charm Mushroom, the flesh on its belly will definitely jiggle.

Don't ask how Master Huang knows; it's just based on his experience.

"Sir, if you continue to pinch, I can't guarantee that it won't contaminate your neck."

After all, sitting on the sofa, Master Huang's head was considerably lower Kal'tsit's...

It would be quite awkward if, while you were squeezing it, you suddenly felt a warm little surprise.

"Ugh, that's disgusting!"

With lingering fear, Huang Cao pulled his hand out from behind Kal'tsit's clothes, and several tentacles grew out of his hand. A few seconds later, he could have reached Kal'tsit's chest.

Shu, who was still busy in the kitchen, did not notice the little romantic moment between the master and servant.

However, Kal'tsit's icy expression softened a little.

This guy's interest in me hasn't diminished, otherwise he wouldn't still be trying to seduce me.

I'll find an opportunity and time to get my revenge after this woman leaves.

Unfortunately, this man did not have any weaknesses in the general sense. Although his physical structure was no different from that of a normal man, he had pain receptors removed in certain areas.

Otherwise, Kal'tsit's teeth aren't made of rubber; they can bite not only hard apples, but also soft ones...

Silence is Kal'tsit's patience tonight.

After dinner, Kal'tsit took Shu to tidy up her guest room.

"Mr. Huang is such a kind person, Ms. Kal'tsit. You must be very happy working under Mr. Huang."

It's not that Shu is old-fashioned; Kal'tsit, as a maid, is allowed to eat with her master's family instead of having a separate table.

Moreover, at the dinner table, the gentleman even encouraged Ms. Kal'tsit to eat more and even put a piece of rib on her plate.

This somewhat contradicts the stereotypes that people hold about nobles.

"Master Huang has always been like this. Sometimes he has his own little temper, but most of the time he is not as arrogant as those nobles."

More than twenty years ago, Kal'tsit was able to dine near the table with the three main characters of the castle.

This would be impossible in other countries, let alone in Terra under an aristocratic system.

Even in Huang Cao's previous life, servants hired by contract would not eat with their masters and families in most cases; this was a rule.

While making the bed, Shu suddenly noticed that Kal'tsit seemed to exude a similar aura to her.

She already knew that Mr. Huang was Long-lived species.

After all, if he weren't Long-lived species, Mr. Huang and I would never have been this young after talking for decades.

He was so young that he looked just like the youngest brother in his family, only much taller, but still with the same youthful appearance.

However, Mr. Huang does not possess the aura of Immortals; he must be a young Long-lived species with a long lifespan.

The woman in front of Feline didn't look like that at all; at least, Shu could almost be certain that Miss Kal'tsit was no younger than her.

Could it be that Mr. Huang's family Immortals?

As the saying goes: Elf is forever, and one will live on forever.

"May I ask a question out of curiosity? How long have you been accompanying Mr. Huang?"

"It's been decades, and you seem quite curious about my age..."

Kal'tsit expertly made the bed, explaining to him before leaving:

"Like you, I am ancient Immortals has lived through a long history. I also came to Master Huang's side a few decades ago, and for some reason, I have now become his maid."

Without much explanation, Kal'tsit neither bowed nor said goodbye before leaving the guest room.

It's as if she's the mistress of this castle.

However, before leaving, she kindly offered a word of advice.

"If you hear the sound of water splashing on the ground while you are still awake at night, please rest assured that it is the sound of the castle structure being blown by the wind. There is no need to pay too much attention to it or investigate it."

"Okay, I understand."

Unable to sleep that night, Kal'tsit changed out of her heavy maid outfit into a more daring nightgown, preparing to continue examining Master Huang's body.

You think you can just pinch my stomach and run away? I'll have to give you a thorough check-up!

But the cat was kicked out of Huang Cao's room before it even reached it.

In his words: "We have guests, so don't act crazy here."

Three days passed in this way, and Shu, carrying the letter personally written by Huang Cao, crossed the scroll and returned to the Great Wilderness City.

As soon as I got home, I found the Great Yan officials lying on the floor with bumps all over their heads, and the sisters sitting in chairs with their hair all tangled.

Of course, there were also plants tied with hemp ropes nearby, including cabbages that seemed to be boxing and bok choy that was swaying its leaves.

"Nian, Xi, I'm sorry, I forgot to remind the cabbages at home. These little guys have accidentally mistaken you for enemies."

"I'm embarrassed," Shu said, while calming all the little ones down.

After all, no matter how weak Nian and Xi were, they couldn't possibly be unable to deal with this small, Abundance Plants.

However, to avoid making Shu angry when they got home, the two of them had to carefully catch all the little guys, otherwise they would have put them all in the hot pot long ago.

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Chapter 179 Jie! A woman among women! A female among females!

"So what exactly are these plants? They can really hurt when they hit someone."

Nian picked up a pot of Kung Fu Cabbage that had just given him the worst beating; now, the little guy was completely calmed down thanks to Shu's soothing words.

Xi pouted. "I wonder what it would taste like in hot pot."

Even Xi, who has a relatively good temper, was now resentful towards these little guys.

It hurts a lot when they hit someone, though it won't cripple them, but it's still incredibly disruptive.

Even Ah Yao couldn't subdue them; if they weren't so unintelligent, they would have been really difficult to deal with.

"Mr. Huang has agreed to provide aid to Yan Country, and the details are written in the letter."

Shu ignored his younger sister's liveliness and quickly handed the letter in his hand to the Great Yan official in front of him.

"In three days, the teleportation channel will be reopened through the scroll of the evening to transport the first batch of prepared food."

Of course, besides millet.

The other two didn't look too good either. It wasn't that they didn't want to do the work, but they were saddened by the hard work and exhaustion that would follow.

"Hmm, why does my scroll unfold so smoothly?"

Shu lowered his head and pondered for a while. "It seems that Mr. Huang made a special effort to mediate, but I hope that the Yan Country government will treat my sisters better after this incident."

Besides Mr. Huang, the three sisters were the ones who contributed the most this time.

Especially for Xi, if it weren't for this teleportation function, there might not have been a way to transport these grains over quickly.

"I will report your requests to the True Dragon. Let's wait for our good news."

After receiving the letter, the Great Yan official immediately returned to Baizao to report back.

Nian: "Sister Shu, how was your first trip abroad? Did anything particularly fun happen?"

Xi: "And why is there an extra piece of clothing?"

After finishing their business, the two realized that their older sister seemed to have changed her clothes.

"After all, I stayed at their place for three days, so I can't go three days without taking a shower."

Seeing her sister's gossipy expression, Shu was helpless. They already knew that she had a pen pal named Mr. Huang when they had dinner together a long time ago.

They also received all sorts of small gifts.

Sure enough, gossiping is always a favorite thing for relatives, even their own sisters.

"By the way, Mr. Huang also brought some gifts for you two. This is your super red hot pepper. You only need to cut a little bit when cooking hot pot; there's no need to throw it all in."

"Mr. Huang also prepared a pillow for Xi, saying that if he sleeps with this pillow, he won't have nightmares at night."

Nian and Xi accepted the gifts.

Looking at the hot chili peppers that he could feel just by holding them, Nian couldn't help but lick his lips.

"Idiot year, my mouth is practically watering, why don't you just take a bite and taste it?"

"Hey Little Xi Melon, if you want your sister to die from the spiciness, just say so. I still haven't finished the chili peppers that Mr. Huang gave me last time."

As sisters from the Sui family who often get together, Shu naturally introduced her family to Mr. Huang, and they even exchanged "little trash" with each other.

However, no formal letters were ever written, but the two sides exchanged quite a few gifts.

For example, there are paintings by Xi and small metal ornaments by Nian, so the two sides are not completely strangers.

Master Huang, naturally, catered to their preferences and gave them all extra spicy chili peppers.

It won't explode, but eating it would be worse than an explosion.

Even with a body temperature of 1400 degrees Celsius, one has to temporarily avoid the spiciness of this chili pepper and only dare to cut a tiny bit at a time.

"A pillow that won't give you nightmares...?"

Xi held a pillow almost the same size as herself in her hands, the pillow carrying a faint fragrance of grass and trees.

After gossiping, Shu's two younger sisters asked curiously what interesting and fun things were outside, and whether they were very different from those in Yan Country.

The difference between millet and other grains is not just a little bit.

Leaving aside Yan Country, Mr. Huang's territory is completely different from Terra.

He told his two younger sisters everything he had seen and heard in Master Huang's territory.

Just as the three sisters were chatting happily, a woman who was equally beautiful and stunning suddenly knocked on Shu's door.

"Jie? When did you get here? Could it be that you're here for this too...?"

Everyone turned around and saw that it was their beloved older sister.

Jie.

"What? Can't I come? Solving the problem of food and clothing for all people is also something that scholars should do."

In fact, as a special talent in the Yan Country, Jie's identity was even more sensitive, and he could not meet his sisters casually without a special reason.

But at this point, she had no choice but to come, whether she wanted to or not.

For Jie, both spiritual and physical nourishment were very important; otherwise, the saying "reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles" would not have come about.

She had learned about the man named Huang from Shu Mei a long time ago.

However, due to the busy official duties of the court, she never had the opportunity to write a letter to communicate with that gentleman in person.