Meishan Ritual Arts Sect

Seventh Master sent me a location pin for a pig farm in Huangjiagou.

An hour later, we arrived at the pig farm.

I had thought we were just borrowing someone's premises temporarily, but to my surprise, the two members of the Meishan Ritual Arts Sect Seventh Master had mentioned were the owners of this pig farm.

They were brothers, both surnamed Feng, and both well into their sixties.

Having heard Seventh Master mention the Meishan Ritual Arts Sect so often, I had imagined it was a prestigious martial-world sect like those in the movies, its members all extraordinary masters with an imposing presence.

But only after actually meeting members of the Meishan Ritual Arts Sect did I realize they were ordinary people just like us, no different even from the old men in the village.

Seventh Master was there too. After the introductions, we hurriedly carried the unconscious Lu Yihao out together and laid him on a reclining chair.

Before we had even taken off Lu Yihao's loose pajamas, both masters frowned at the sight of his complexion.

"This young fellow really has no self-restraint."

"So young, and already indulging in sex to excess."

Hearing the two masters' preliminary assessment, Wang Xiaoxiao blushed and said, "Masters, my husband is exhausted from work. He's out busy every day. We don't do that sort of thing very often."

The two masters merely smiled at that and said nothing more.

In fact, one look was enough for them to understand what Lu Yihao's private life was like.

With Wang Xiaoxiao saying that, how could they not know her husband was cheating on her?

I told her, "Miss Wang, these two masters are going to treat your husband now. Why don't you go sit over there and rest?"

Seventh Master was already helping take