Ultimate Douluo! The Maid Wants to Protect Her Master at Close Quarters!

The faint chirping of cicadas echoed through the spacious courtyard.

On the stone path of the Jiang Family Estate, the moonlight stretched their shadows long.

Jiang Ziming held Xiao Wu's hand, still feeling dazed by the warmth and softness in his palm.

He was about to call for the steward and have someone arrange a bedroom for Xiao Wu first.

"Steward Sun, please help Xiao Wu prepare a room..."

Before he could finish, Xiao Wu spoke first.

"Master, I want to sleep in the same room as you."

Her tone was firm and without the slightest hesitation, as though she were stating something perfectly natural.

Jiang Ziming froze for a moment and turned to look at her.

Under the moonlight, the pink-haired woman's gaze was clear and earnest, without the slightest hint of flirtation or seduction. It was filled with a pure, heartfelt sense of responsibility.

"My duty is to care for Master's daily needs and protect Master's safety."

Xiao Wu explained earnestly, her voice crisp and resolute.

"If I am not by Master's side at all times, what if Master is attacked while sleeping at night?"

Jiang Ziming was a little dumbfounded.

He looked Xiao Wu up and down: her charming figure, slender waist, and fair skin.

No matter how he looked at her, she did not seem like someone who could fight.

Still, he knew that she was a hundred-thousand-year soul beast in human form, the former Soft Bone Douluo. Even so, he could not help shaking his head.

"Um... Xiao Wu, the Jiang residence is quite safe. The guards are strict, so you don't need to be so nervous."

Xiao Wu's eyes instantly reddened.

She clasped Jiang Ziming's hand in both of hers. Her pink eyes immediately brimmed with tears as she looked at him pitifully, her voice carrying a trace of grievance and trembling.

"Master... do you not want to be with me?"

Jiang Ziming: "..."

No, who could withstand that?

He hurriedly waved his hands.

"No, no, that isn't what I meant. I'm worried I won't be used to sleeping..."

"As long as I can stay by Master's side, I can get used to anything."

Xiao Wu immediately cut in, the tears still lingering in her eyes.

Jiang Ziming looked at her impossibly exquisite face, where faint tear tracks still hung.

He was thoroughly defeated.

What the young man had actually meant was that he was worried he would not be used to it.

But now that things had come to this...

"Fine. Come with me."

Xiao Wu's eyes instantly lit up, and she nodded vigorously.

"Mm!"

Standing beneath the corridor, Steward Sun wore a meaningful smile when he saw this.

"Young Master, be careful about 'safety' tonight."

Jiang Ziming shot him an irritated glare.

"You sure talk a lot."

Steward Sun chuckled and withdrew.

When the bedroom door opened, candlelight illuminated the simple yet elegant room.

A desk, a wardrobe, a bed...

There was not much furniture, but everything was spotless.

Xiao Wu opened her beautiful eyes wide and examined the young man's bedroom with great interest.

Her curious gaze swept from the soul beast encyclopedia on the bookshelf to the small photo frame on the desk...

She inspected every spot carefully, as though she wanted to carve every corner of this space into her mind.

Jiang Ziming felt a little embarrassed under her scrutiny.

"It might be a little messy. Just make do with it."

"Not at all."

Xiao Wu turned to look at him earnestly.

"Master's room feels very warm. I like it very much."

When she said this, her eyes were as pure as a clear spring, without the slightest hint of flattery.

Jiang Ziming coughed and raised a question he was rather curious about.

"Xiao Wu, do you remember why you came to apply to be a maid?"

Xiao Wu tilted her head and thought for a while.

Then she shook her head.

"I don't know... I just suddenly 'remembered.'"

Her gaze softened yet became resolute, as though she had recalled some unforgettable mission.

"My mission in this life is to become the Jiang family's young master's maid and protect Lord Jiang Ziming for the rest of my life."

Jiang Ziming fell silent for a moment, then asked again.

"Xiao Wu, actually, before taking you in, I had learned a little about your circumstances and experiences. Do you remember your previous life?"

Xiao Wu froze.

A trace of pallor suddenly appeared on her face.

A complicated emotion flashed through her pink eyes.

There was confusion mixed with a little pain, as well as a reluctance to touch upon it.

Instead of answering, she asked in return.

"Master... do you dislike me because I had a family before?"

Her voice trembled slightly, carrying a cautious note of probing.

Before Jiang Ziming could answer, her knees bent and she knelt down.

Moonlight slanted in through the window and fell upon her.

Her snow-white, soft jade feet overlapped behind her graceful figure.

Nervousness made her round, cream-white-chocolate-like toes curl up, gleaming with a gentle luster under the moonlight.

She lowered her head. Her voice choked slightly, yet remained incomparably firm.

"As long as Master is willing, Xiao Wu will forever be Master's maid and never have any other identity."

"Everything from before has nothing to do with Xiao Wu anymore."

"Xiao Wu only has Master!"

[Ding!]

[Tang San has suffered an immense shock! He feels like his eyes are about to rot and his ears are about to go deaf. He cannot believe this world—Emotion Points +999!]

[Friendly reminder: "Tang San" is so angry he is almost dead. "Today's" Emotion Points have nearly been "drained dry." Making "Tang San" emotional afterward will yield fewer Emotion Points!]

Jiang Ziming's eyelid twitched.

Good lord, Tang San had probably torn down half the divine hall by now.

But he had no mind to care about matters of the Divine Realm. Looking down at Xiao Wu kneeling in the moonlight, an indescribable feeling rose in his heart.

Under the system's influence, Xiao Wu was serious.

She seemed to truly want to forget everything about the Divine Realm, forget her past experiences, and remember only that she was to become his maid and protect him for the rest of her life.

He sighed, bent down, held Xiao Wu's slender, fair arm, and gently helped her up.

"Xiao Wu, you don't need to be so restrained."

The young man spoke earnestly.

"Since I've taken you in, I'll take responsibility for you to the end."

Xiao Wu's body trembled slightly.

She raised her head, and tears of emotion overflowed from her dazzling peach-pink eyes once more.

She held the young man's hand. Her voice was choked with emotion, yet filled with joy.

"Thank you, Master... Master is the best!"

Jiang Ziming patted the back of her hand and waited until she had calmed down a little before asking.

"By the way, Xiao Wu, what is your current strength?"

Xiao Wu wiped away her tears, puffed out her chest, and spoke with a hint of pride.

"Rest assured, Master. Although I can no longer use the power of a god due to this plane's restrictions, I can still maintain the strength of a level 99 Ultimate Douluo."

"I will definitely protect Master well!"

Level ninety-nine, Ultimate Douluo?

Jiang Ziming's mouth twitched. He could not hold it in and burst out laughing.

"Then, Xiao Wu, you're probably the strongest maid in this world."

Xiao Wu's cheeks flushed slightly. She lowered her head, but the corners of her lips could not help curving upward.

"Master flatters me..."