Cough, cough. All right, it was probably just a misunderstanding. Maybe Huang Jing's injuries had stabilized and he'd gone to sleep, and Madam Huang, exhausted after a long day, had come to soak in the bath. She must have been so tired that she'd fallen asleep right there.
Zheng Zetian wasn't fortunate enough to enjoy the pleasure of bathing with another family's mistress. He quietly got up, ready to slip away.
But just as he feared, trouble came looking for him. He had barely climbed out of the bath, not even having had time to put on his robe, when someone came in.
"Heh heh, Daoist Zheng, are you enjoying my family's medicinal bath?"
Madam Huang woke with a start. Of course she recognized the voice as her adopted son Huang Wu's. She was about to call out and stop him from coming closer when she glanced to the side and saw Zheng Zetian right next to her. She nearly screamed!
Zheng Zetian reacted in a flash. He moved close, flicked his fingers, and sealed the acupoints around Madam Huang's body. Then he slipped into the water, pulled her into his arms, and shielded her behind him.
So when Huang Wu came to the edge of the medicinal pool, he saw the young man apparently kissing one of the "maids" who'd come to massage him. He grinned, folded his arms, and teased him.
"Young friend Zheng really is a ladies' man. You didn't even hang up a sign or put up a ward before getting started. You're pretty quick with it, too. No wonder that kid from the Xuan Sect is jealous of you. Have those two girls already been...? Hahaha! You're only young once. I get it, I get it!"
Madam Huang, her acupoints sealed, glared furiously from Zheng