Chapter 32: 032 People (II)

Maidservants from wealthy families are naturally not ugly, but that doesn't mean everyone is a beauty, after all the Wang Clan is just a local rich household, not even a noble clan.

However, among the Wang Clan maids Wang Wu has seen so far, Xiao Yun should be the prettiest.

On the way back to his room, Wang Wu asked about her identity and learned that the girl was actually the personal maid of the third miss of the Wang Clan, Wang Lan.

But Wang Wu had no intention of probing further; he just asked casually.

Back in his room, the roast duck in his hand was still warm, because Wang Wu returned quickly after buying it, and the lotus‑leaf parcel was wrapped very thickly, preserving the heat well.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

Back in the warm room, Wang Wu placed the roast duck on the table, looked toward the lotus‑leaf parcel, and asked Xiao Yun.

"I…" Xiao Yun watched Wang Wu's movements; as the parcel was opened, a fragrance filled the room. She hesitated, not daring to speak.

When Wang Wu pushed an opened roast duck in front of her and said, "Eat, okay?"

"Thank you, young hero…"

Xiao Yun gave a slight nod, then went to the table, ready to pick up the roast duck and eat it beside her.

"Just sit here and eat," Wang Wu called out to Xiao Yun, smiling.

"Yes… young hero."

There were three roast ducks: Wang Wu ate two, Xiao Yun one. Xiao Yun, being an ordinary human, ate much slower than Wang Wu; by the time Wang Wu had finished two ducks, Xiao Yun was only halfway through hers.

"Take your time; I'm going to take a shower," Wang Wu said to Xiao Yun, who was still delicately tearing the duck meat.

He then rose and headed to the bathroom; as a renowned rich household in He Dong Xian, the Wang Clan naturally had a hot‑water system.

He Dong Xian has a complete pipe network and sewage system, which Wang Wu had seen while wandering the county town during the day.

Moreover, when Wang Wu entered the city, he also saw a massive elevated aqueduct connecting to the city walls.

Yes, a Roman‑style elevated aqueduct. It's rare in the East, but here Wang Wu saw one in the first human county he visited.

The canal was enormous, stretching to the far horizon and passing several villages.

An advanced water‑distribution system naturally spawns various offshoots: sewers, pipes, and municipal water supply.

In this world, to be honest, the art style is indeed pretty cool, at least for Wang Wu.

As a rich household, the Wang Clan's bathroom is upscale; Wang Wu's guest room covers about eighty square meters and includes a private bathroom.

Yes, truly a private bathroom, even with dry‑wet separation.

The bathroom is a small hot spring built from river stones; its water refills automatically each night, and a staff member cleans it and replaces the incense each morning.

Meanwhile, the toilet in the bathroom, of course, uses a traditional toilet.

The toilet also has incense and looks quite advanced, with continuous flushing and a splash‑proof design.

But Wang Wu hasn't used it yet, so he can't experience this ancient‑society advanced design.

"Hoo… this feels great…"

After stripping outside and setting his clothes aside, he opened the dark‑green glass door of the bathroom—actually just a glass door—stepped in, and sat in the hot spring.

Wang Wu let out a contented sigh, then rested his arms on the bank and closed his eyes to enjoy it.

He had never enjoyed a room or bathroom like this back on Earth; after all, as a southerner he never had a massive northeastern bathhouse at home.

Kara—

Just then, a voice rang out at the bathroom door, snapping Wang Wu's eyes open. He looked toward the source and his face froze.

The glass door was opened, and a graceful figure stood there.

"Young… young master."

Xiao Yun's face flushed bright red. In the bathroom's hazy steam, watching Wang Wu's muscular upper body exposed in the water, her cheeks burned.

Nevertheless, she stepped forward slowly toward Wang Wu.

"What's the matter?" Wang Wu asked, looking at Xiao Yun, whose skin was almost translucent and who clutched a bath towel with both hands.

He probably knew why she was here; after all, hadn't she never eaten pork or seen a pig run? But now she was finally getting a taste.

Since it was his first time receiving such treatment, Wang Wu didn't know what to say, so he just grabbed any topic.

"I… I…" Xiao Yun lowered her head, voice like a mosquito: "I came to attend the young hero's bath…"

"Oh… thank you, Miss Xiao Yun," Wang Wu replied, his tone flat.

It's not that he wasn't excited—he wanted to be—but looking at her figure, for some reason he just couldn't get excited.

Honestly, Xiao Yun's figure should be good; compared to the average of the teachers he saw back home, she'd be above average.

But here…

Leaving other things aside, she's far worse than that yellow weasel.

Um, saying that seems a bit insulting to Shu Niang.

After all, Shu Niang's figure is actually great, better than most of the teachers Wang Wu saw back home, with perfect proportions.

Only Wu Er Niang and Zhu San Niang stand out that much in certain aspects.

She stayed in the hot spring, just changing position. Xiao Yun perched on her side behind Wang Wu, gently rubbing his back with a towel.

She dared not speak, but as she looked at Wang Wu's back, her fingers occasionally brushed his skin, and a part of her lower chest rose with a sensation she had never felt before.

It seemed like a sting, or rather a flutter.

As a male monster, Wang Wu has a perfect physique, just like other male and female monsters.

As a maid of the Wang Clan, although the Wang family is known for benevolence, the treatment of its servants is among the best in He Dong Xian.

But ultimately, as a maid, Xiao Yun knows she will still face that day.

Perhaps she will be married out as a concubine together with the third miss, provided her relationship with the miss is close enough.

Or maybe a Wang family guest will take a liking to her, making her a minor concubine, or she remains a servant.

Only, she would be a more intimate servant.

Alternatively, after working a set number of years, she could be matched by the Wang Clan to a marriage partner, or continue serving the Wang Clan, or take a settlement sum and strike out on her own.

For a maid, the third option is actually the worst.

Regarding this matter, Xiao Yun had actually already prepared.

She and the Third Miss weren't that close; otherwise she wouldn't have been chosen to serve Wang Wu.

But she volunteered; otherwise, given her role as the Third Miss's personal slave, no one would force her.

Thus she kept massaging Wang Wu's body, and neither of them spoke. Wang Wu kept his eyes closed, and his body showed no reaction.

As time passed, Xiao Yun's shyness gradually faded, and the flutter in her heart slowly settled.

Nothing happened, indeed nothing, because Wang Wu wasn't in the mood.

Although he is a monster and his desires are indeed stronger, he claims he was once human, so his patience is still acceptable.

Alright, mainly Wang Wu is surfing the internet in his mind, so he has no inclination to do this. Otherwise, it's hard to say.

After all, he only recently became a man, and he's no centuries‑old monk.

"Young one, Young Hero…"

Thus about half an hour passed until Xiao Yun's voice reached Wang Wu's ears again.

Wang Wu opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Yun, who was also soaking in the water:

"Hmm?"

"Wash, it's done…" Even though she's gradually getting used to it, Xiao Yun still doesn't dare to meet Wang Wu's gaze. When Wang Wu looked at her, her face flushed again.

"Oh." Wang Wu nodded, stood up from the hot spring, splashing a lot of water.

At that moment, Xiao Yun suddenly felt a hot stream surge out of her nose.

"Damn, that's unnecessary exaggeration, right?"

Seeing the woman in front of him actually bleeding from the nose, Wang Wu felt a little embarrassed. But… uh, okay, he also felt a slight, hidden satisfaction.

It seems that the face and figure he strengthened after transmigrating are indeed formidable…

Being a monster isn't that bad, right?

Meanwhile, west of He Dong Xian city, outside Tianluo Alley.

"Considering our relationship," the middle‑aged man adjusted his clothes and said to Wu Lian, who lay on the ground with a blank expression:

"I'll help you this time, but you must do something for me as well."

Hearing the middle‑aged man's voice, Wu Lian's eyes slowly turned toward him.

Then she rose from the ground, knelt before the middle‑aged man, and whispered:

"Sir… please give orders."

Seeing the woman kneeling on the ground in an extremely humble posture, forehead pressed to the earth, her clothing disheveled, the man's breathing grew heavy again.

Then Wu Lian was pulled up from the ground, and a coarse male voice sounded in her ear:

"Don't go home tonight; come to my residence."

The night was long, and Wang Wu slept soundly until the next morning.

(End of chapter)