"Since you're so useful, and so thoughtful about helping me cultivate, I won't hold back."
Jiang Ming tightened his arms slightly.
He savored that barely perceptible softness.
And that indescribable friction.
"Let's see how you plan to keep me under your thumb."
Qian Renxue tilted her head back and raised an eyebrow at Jiang Ming, her eyes brimming with allure.
Battle!
They had to battle!
Hammer away hard!
As a formidable combat expert, Jiang Ming went at it for a full hour!
After the battle, both of them felt utterly content, body and soul.
As for the dwarf soul master steering alone on deck...
He had suffered enough rotten luck for eight lifetimes.
The late-night sea breeze was bitingly cold, leaving his scalp numb.
The faint sounds drifting constantly from the cabin only made his fury boil!
He had been the hunter laying traps for others, luring unsuspecting travelers to their deaths.
Instead, he had become unpaid labor, staying up all night to steer the ship without even a minute's rest.
In all his years among pirates, he had always been the one bullying others. When had he ever swallowed such humiliation?
But...
Those two young people were soul masters. He was no match for them on his own!
He could only endure!
Once they reached the base, he would finally wash away this disgrace!
And then...
He endured for seven whole days!
By day, beneath the scorching sun and sweeping sea winds, Jiang Ming still made the dwarf soul master steer and navigate the entire way, without allowing him a moment to slack off.
The slightest deviation earned him a round of physical optimization!
Being denied food and water was routine.
Qian Renxue even rewarded him with a lash from time to time!
At night, Jiang Ming and Qian