Chapter 42: Fang Xu Likes Jade Feet?

In the darkness, the bamboo-hatted figure leapt several times to a dense forest, fixing its gaze on the hemp-clad figure with its back turned not far away, and said in a low voice:

Why must you drag so many innocent commoners to be buried with you?

The hemp-clad figure slowly turned, took off the bronze mask on its face, revealing a rather bewitching pretty face.

Gazing at the bamboo-hatted figure, the woman sneered, "You've changed; when did you become so tender-hearted and lenient?"

The bamboo-hatted figure did not answer.

The woman swayed her waist, stepped slowly toward the bamboo-hatted figure, reaching out to lift his bamboo hat.

Bang!

The bamboo-hatted figure swatted away her palm and asked, "How did things go?"

The woman covered her mouth and chuckled, "You seem to have forgotten our respective identities; I acted this time only to help you, not as a mission."

Seeing the bamboo-hatted man silent, she again spoke slowly: "The Wu family is harder to handle than you imagine; my people only killed Wu Ningxue and dealt a heavy blow to that old thing of the Wu family."

However, this also fulfills your demand; they can no longer affect your plan.

The bamboo-hatted figure slightly bowed his hands and said, "This time I owe you a favor."

From now on, when you act, try not to implicate ordinary people; your enemy is the Great Yu imperial family.

Hearing this, the woman's face turned cold and she said:

"Our enemy? Isn't the Great Yu imperial family your enemy?!"

Don't forget who killed the Grand Diviner!

How so? Having lost the Prayer God Technique, you've even lost the spine of a grassland youth!

After her tirade, the bamboo-hatted figure offered no rebuttal; after a long silence he slowly said, "Murky Cloud Country has already been destroyed; these years you have sent our people to die without counting the cost—what results have you seen?"

"That's still better than you, a turtle that pulls its head in!" The woman angrily glared at the bamboo-hatted man and said, "Don't forget how the Grand Diviner, to escort you and the Saintess out of Murky Cloud Country, met a miserable death at the hands of that scoundrel Zhao Wují's gun!"

How? After staying in Maple Forest Town for a few years, do you really think you're a Yu citizen?

You are a grassland person, noble...

"Don't say more!" the bamboo-hatted man shouted, cutting her off, his tone easing slightly: "There's still something I need your help with."

The woman said nothing.

The bamboo-hatted man said in a low voice, "Lend me something."

Hearing this, the woman gave a playful smile: "What is it?"

The thing you obtained from that relic.

"What!?" The woman instantly bristled, unable to resist sneering: "Do you know what you're saying?"

For that thing, I lost dozens of elites; you...

Smack!

Before she could finish speaking, a piece of black wooden tablet struck her chest.

Having caught the wooden tablet, the woman glanced at it, then somewhat flusteredly dropped to one knee.

This is the Saintess's will; hand over the thing.

"This..." The woman was obviously reluctant, but after glancing at the wooden tablet in her hand, she still unwillingly produced a package from her wide robe and threw it to the bamboo-hatted figure.

Alright, let's go.

Tell your subordinates to stay away from near Maple Forest Town lately; the Yun family and the imperial family have already set their sights here.

Also, don't go to that relic lately; when the imperial family's people arrive, they will soon discover the relic's location, and I don't want to see any more of our people die miserably.

Having said that, the bamboo-hatted figure leapt and quickly vanished into the darkness.

……

At dawn, the sun rose.

When Fang Xu got up, he found Chu Mu had already pushed her wheelchair into the courtyard, staring blankly at the warm morning sun.

Hearing the movement, she slowly turned her head, finally showing a faint smile: "Brother Fang Xu."

Fang Xu came forward and spoke gently: "How did you manage to climb onto the wheelchair yourself?"

Upon mentioning this, Chu Mu's smile grew richer.

"I woke up in the early morning and found my body had gained some strength compared to before."

"Brother Fang Xu, my toes can move."

Saying this, she gently bent over, removed her shoes and socks, revealing a delicate jade foot.

Perhaps due to years of blocked meridians and insufficient blood supply, that small foot was like mutton-fat white jade, dazzlingly white.

The plump toes, under Chu Mu's earnest control, actually twitched slightly twice.

At the same time, a hint of pain appeared on her pretty face; evidently, merely moving her toes a bit was also an extremely painful affair.

"As long as it works, it's not in vain for the torment you endured yesterday."

"Your foot, long inactive, with blocked circulation, needs frequent massage to aid recovery." Fang Xu said, slowly squatting, taking hold of that jade foot and gently kneading it.

In his previous life, when he first enlisted, he often suffered leg soreness from intense training; these massage techniques were also learned from military medics; when idle, massaging a while helps relieve fatigue and promote circulation.

"Brother Fang Xu."

Feeling the tingling sensation from her foot, Chu Mu somewhat shyly exclaimed: "Mu didn't wash her feet yesterday."

Fang Xu smiled slightly: "No problem; when I have time later, I'll help you massage, striving to let you break free of the wheelchair as soon as possible."

Chu Mu's pretty face slightly blushed as she nodded, looking affectionately at Fang Xu squatting before her.

In the morning light, this scene appeared very harmonious.

Pah!

Fang Xu, you big bastard, what are you doing?!

And just as Fang Xu was seriously pinching that small foot, a sudden light rebuke came from behind!

Immediately after, a foot ruthlessly kicked Fang Xu to the ground.

Seeing Fang Xu on the ground, Lu Qinglo's face showed disgust.

She had long heard that the spoiled young masters of aristocratic families had some peculiar habits, enjoying playing with women's feet.

Just hearing about it made her feel utterly disgusted; she never expected to actually witness this scene today!

"Senior Sister..." Fang Xu climbed up from the ground, looking at Lu Qinglo somewhat speechlessly.

Lu Qinglo ignored her, instead squatting in front of Chu Mu, putting on her shoes and socks, then pushing the wheelchair and saying, "Younger Sister Mu, I'll take you to the Hall of Reaching Far; from now on, don't meet that guy again."

"I told you yesterday, this guy is terrible; I really don't know what your father sees in him to actually take him as a disciple!"

"Senior Sister Qingluo..." Chu Mu, sitting in the wheelchair, hurriedly explained: "You've misunderstood; Brother Fang Xu is giving me a massage."

Hearing this, Lu Qinglo spoke with an air of mature authority:

"You're still young; never let someone like this deceive you."

"He's just using massage as a pretext to take advantage of you!"

To the side, Fang Xu looked at her somewhat speechlessly and shook his head.

"Senior Sister, you seem to know quite a bit about this, huh?"

"How so? Have you encountered this before?"

"You!" Lu Qinglo glared at him fiercely, then continued pushing Chu Mu forward.

"Senior Sister Qingluo..." Chu Mu panicked, struggling to get up from the wheelchair, but instead fell straight to the ground.

Seeing this, Fang Xu and Lu Qinglo both reached out to help her up.

"Younger Sister Mu, why go to such trouble?" Seeing Chu Mu prefer to fall rather than be taken away by her, Lu Qinglo said helplessly.

After sitting back in the wheelchair, Chu Mu gave a slight smile and said: "Senior Sister Qingluo must have misunderstood Brother Fang Xu; he's really not a bad person, and I trust him."

"Sigh! What a silly girl!" Seeing Chu Mu's stubbornness, Lu Qinglo felt helpless.

After a moment of stalemate, to break the awkwardness, Chu Mu spoke up: "Senior Sister Qingluo, did you come early just to look for Brother Fang Xu?"

Lu Qinglo curled her lips, glanced at Fang Xu coldly, and said: "Your father wants to see you."

Fang Xu blinked slightly, then immediately said: "Alright, I'll first make some food for Mu."

"Hurry up and go; I'll cook the meal." Lu Qinglo said disparagingly.

It seemed she didn't want them to spend another second together.

Fang Xu didn't insist either, immediately smiling and clasping his hands toward Lu Qinglo: "Thank you, Senior Sister."

Lu Qinglo waved her hand dismissively, rolled up her sleeves, and strode into the kitchen.

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