Chapter 31: Human (Part 1)

A pair of golden eyes appeared in the darkness beyond the reach of the light; at this moment, those eyes were looking around in confusion, as if searching for someone.

But ahead of it, no one's silhouette could be seen.

"How could…"

The voice came from the darkness beneath the eyes, thick with bewilderment.

"You wretched thing, what do you want to do?"

At that moment, another voice sounded, its tone laced with teasing.

"M-Master...!?" The eyes that heard the voice flashed with fear, and then the figure emerged from the darkness.

It was Wu Lian, Sun Fei's wife from the Sun family brothers.

However, at this moment Wu Lian's appearance was completely different from when she was at the Sun household, mainly in her looks.

Now Wu Lian looks far more beautiful than when Wang Wu first saw her, on the same level as Shu Niang, whereas before, though also very pretty, she was still far below the average level of monsters.

And this Wu Lian now shows her true human form.

Her eyebrows are like early‑spring willow leaves, her face like March peach blossoms; a slender waist, a delicate mouth. She truly embodies the saying, "Jade‑like beauty, enchanting as a flower, fragrant and graceful."

If Wang Wu were here, he would surely shout, "Damn it, isn't that Pan Jinlian!"

In Wang Wu's mind, the actor who best matched the real‑life Pan Jinlian was the CCTV adaptation of Water Margin. Though he hadn't watched much of Water Margin, he had at least finished The Golden Lotus.

At the very least, he clearly remembered the action scenes in The Golden Lotus.

Now, in his view, this woman is undoubtedly the best live‑action candidate for Pan Jinlian. Of course, that assumes he is here and sees Wu Lian's true appearance.

After Wu Lian appeared, another figure stepped out of the darkness.

It was a middle‑aged man with a goat‑style beard, dressed in a purple scholar's robe, refined, handsome, and of extraordinary bearing.

"Is that a true‑realm cultivator? What, you want to kill him?"

The middle‑aged man approached Wu Lian, looked at her golden eyes, and said with a smile:

"But you must think carefully; if you kill him, you'll have killed the junior and will provoke the senior. At that point, your good husband's entire family will be beyond salvation."

"C-Can..." Wu Lian looked at the middle‑aged man and stammered, "But if..."

"Killing you alone is better than killing your husband's whole family," the man said. "However, I see that true‑realm youngster has a good relationship with your husband's brother, so he might not act against you."

"At least, he should not target your husband's family."

"As for you..." the man said, smiling, "I can't guarantee that."

"Really, is it true!?"

Hearing the man's words, Wu Lian's face lit up with joy, "Will my husband and his family really be safe??"

Wu Lian seemed unconcerned about her own safety, worrying more about her husband's family. She looked at the man, hope shining on her face.

"Probably," the man said calmly, looking at her:

"However, if you go speak with him yourself and explain the whole story, you might have a ninety‑percent chance."

"Remember, it's best to go along with him on everything," the man said, his gaze shifting between Wu Lian's face and chest. "He does have a fine figure, which isn't a loss for you either."

"After all, it's better than serving those few, right?"

The middle‑aged man laughed.

"If he's willing to talk with you more later, you can come find me; I'll also go negotiate with him and see if I can lend you a hand. But don't get your hopes too high," the man said.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!!!"

Wu Lian's face showed gratitude as she knelt on the ground, bowing heavily to the middle‑aged man.

Watching the voluptuous, graceful woman kneeling and repeatedly bowing, the man's gaze roamed over her body, finally lingering on a spot at her rear.

A flash of desire crossed his eyes; the man stepped forward. At that moment, Wu Lian was still bowing until she felt a sensation on her body.

It made her body shudder sharply, and she stopped moving.

"M-Master..." her voice trembled, thick with shame and a barely perceptible hatred.

"What?" the middle‑aged man behind her panted, pressing his mouth to her ear, his voice excited and violent: "Have you been staying among humans so long that you've developed a sense of shame?"

"Hehe, if you want to be human, you still have much to learn... Lian'er..."

In the night, it wasn't that no one passed by, but no one noticed the sordid act taking place in broad daylight.

"Sir...!!"

After a while.

"Bang bang bang"

Wang Wu stood before the Wang Clan's main gate, knocking; after a moment, the gate was opened from inside, and a pretty face appeared beyond it.

"Wang Shaoxia." It was Xiao Yun, Wang Wu's personal maid these past few days; she looked at him respectfully and asked, "Have you returned?"

"I'm back," Wang Wu nodded, carrying several lotus‑leaf parcels containing roast duck he had bought from a roadside tavern.

The aroma was truly fragrant, a roast‑duck scent Wang Wu had never encountered back in his hometown. So he immediately went in and bought a fresh one to eat.

Indeed, the taste was quite good. He devoured a whole duck in a few bites, then wrapped up the remaining three as well.

At this hour, most places in the county town were already closed.

Even though the night in the county is safe, most establishments don't stay open late, except for a few special places, such as...

Anyway, those who understand understand, so I won't go into detail.

"The shoes and fabrics you bought at Li's Tailor Shop were delivered this afternoon; they said the remaining items will be sent to you in the next few days,"

Xiao Yun ushered Wang Wu into the mansion, took one of the lotus‑leaf parcels from his hand, and said to him,

"Is that so? Quite fast," Wang Wu nodded, then looked at Xiao Yun and asked,

"Did you eat dinner?"

Xiao Yun clearly hadn't expected Wang Wu to ask her that. She paused, then quickly answered him.

"If you're still hungry, just eat the roast duck I gave you; it's quite tasty," Wang Wu said.

"Th-thank you, young hero…" Xiao Yun walked ahead, stammering a reply, her neck turning a bit red.

Her reaction was rather ancient, or rather, it fit Wang Wu's stereotypical view of ancient women.

After all, this place doesn't look like the pre‑Qin style, so it's quite normal for a woman to behave like that when facing a man.

Of course, if you want to experience the pre‑Qin era, just go outside human society to find monsters.

There, you can not only experience the passionate forest's primitive human war; you can also experience the Shang era style broth‑cooking of human heads.

(End of chapter)