Chapter 82: Martial Artists and Commoners (2)

To repay the pleasure Wang Yue had given them, the two beautiful sisters-in-law used their hands together to make him shoot once more, then their strength gave out and they sank into sleep.

As for the nightly cultivation they had kept for three years...

With little brother-in-law’s big cock, did cultivation still mean anything?

Not until the sky was almost light did Wang Yue slip back to his own rooms.

Sitting on the bed, Wang Yue started planning the future.

He was already a Nascent Soul fifth layer expert. In real fighting strength, in a Golden Mountain City with no Return True big shots, he could probably claim the top.

Even so he found he still could not do anything.

This cultivation could not be shown in front of outsiders for now, let alone used to gamble for techniques.

As for raiding ferocious beast nests and the like, this bit of strength of his truly was not enough to look at.

The more outer parts of ferocious beast territory had already been searched inside and out who knew how many times by strong martial artists. Deeper in, never mind Nascent Soul. Even Return True going there could not be sure of coming back whole.

So after thinking it through Wang Yue still felt the steady way was to raise his cultivation higher through dual cultivation, then think of something else.

The three-year term was still early anyway. No need to rush.

The problem was that even with two more beautiful sisters-in-law among his dual cultivation partners, it was still far from enough. Tonight, for example, he would definitely be keeping an empty room alone.

"Should I develop a few more dual cultivation partners? I wonder how things are going on Little Aunt’s side."

Wang Yue thought that in secret and set his sights on Hong Ling and the others.

As his cultivation rose higher and his dual cultivation partners grew more, this boy seemed even more lustful. Before he still minded many things. Now he felt that as long as he took a liking and the other side did not oppose it, they could dual cultivate a bit.

Of course, raised from childhood among unmatched beauties big and small in the house, being liked by Wang Yue was not an easy thing.

"Third Young Master, breakfast is ready." A sweet voice came from outside.

Because there were two older cousins above him, inside the Wang Family the servants all called Wang Yue Third Young Master.

"Got it. I’m coming out." Wang Yue answered, straightened his clothes, opened the door, and went out.

Breakfast was already set on the table outside. A neat figure stood beside it.

She was a girl in her twenties, slender, about Wang Yue’s height. Even by Wang Yue’s eye her looks could score eighty-five, the same tier as Hong Ling and the other three.

This was Li Menglan, one of the maids in charge of Wang Yue’s food and daily life, and the maid who had been with him longest. She had started looking after him before he was ten.

The Wang Family’s house rules were strict, but they treated servants well. Maids like Li Menglan had signed indenture contracts, but the Wang Family did not make them change their surnames. Only orphans taken in from childhood took the family name Wang.

"Sister Lan, eat with me." Sitting at the table, Wang Yue called to her. After years together they were master and servant in name, but the feeling was already almost that of siblings.

Li Menglan did not keep so many rules in front of Wang Yue. She smiled, agreed, and sat down to eat breakfast with him.

Halfway through, Wang Yue suddenly felt something off. Today’s Li Menglan still wore that sweet smile like always, but between her brows Wang Yue always felt a faint worry.

"Sister Lan, did something happen?" Wang Yue asked.

Li Menglan hurried to shake her head. "No. Young Master, why do you ask?"

Seeing her deny it so fast, Wang Yue was even more sure she had run into trouble. He said seriously, "Sister Lan, you know that in my heart you’re almost like my own sister. Besides, we’re this fated. If something’s wrong you have to tell me."

The fate Wang Yue meant was not some feeling from the dark. It was purely because of Li Menglan’s name.

Li Menglan’s name had Mom’s "Meng" and an older sister’s "Lan," so when Wang Yue was eight and picking a personal maid he chose sixteen-year-old Li Menglan at once and said the two of them were fated.

The claim was childish, but over the years everyone had gotten used to it.

"Young Master, I’m sorry." Li Menglan did not say what it was. She apologized to Wang Yue instead.

"Sister Lan, I don’t think you’ve done anything you need to be sorry for. Don’t tell me you’ve taken a liking to some family’s young man and want to leave me?" Wang Yue said it half as a joke.

"No. Menglan will never leave Young Master in this life." Li Menglan said in a hurry, was quiet a moment, then went on. "Actually something happened in my old family. I know that once I entered the Wang Family I was a Wang Family person and had nothing to do with before, but..."

In this age, after selling yourself you fully belonged to the master’s house, equal to cutting ties with the old family. Contact with the old family after that was not allowed.

Wang Yue did not mind that. He only asked, "What happened?"

"My little brother was hit by a vehicle. They say he’s hurt very badly." Li Menglan finally said it.

Wang Yue let out a breath and smiled. "What’s that? Not enough money for treatment? I’ll pay, and have someone send some wound medicine. I guarantee your little brother will be jumping around tomorrow."

A martial artist’s wound medicine was immortal-pill stuff to ordinary people. No matter how bad the hurt, as long as there was still a breath it would take effect at once.

Instead Li Menglan shook her head. "The wounds aren’t the problem. The one who hit my little brother is some big shot from a gang. Not only did he not pay, he said my little brother damaged his vehicle and wants us to cover his loss. The price he named we can’t take out at all."

"There’s a thing like that?" Wang Yue could not help frowning. "Doesn’t that man know your family’s tie to the Wang Family?"

Though the law said that after selling yourself you cut ties with your old family, rules were dead and people were alive. Those who sold themselves, made some face in the master’s house, and still had feeling for the old family almost always gave back to it.

And the Wang Family was one of Golden Mountain City’s three great martial families. That so-called gang big shot dared provoke even people tied to the Wang Family. Did he not want to live?

Li Menglan shook her head. "I don’t know the details. My mom had no way left, so she had someone pass me a message. She didn’t say much."

Wang Yue had already finished eating. He wiped his mouth with a napkin, stood, and said, "Let’s go."

Li Menglan froze. "Where?"

"To your home to look." Wang Yue said. "You’re my person. Your family is my family. Whoever dares bully them, I’ll wipe them out!"

Warmth rose in Li Menglan’s heart. Her pretty eyes filled with tears at once.

Just as Wang Yue treated her like his own sister, in her heart she had always treated Wang Yue like her own little brother, a feeling even deeper than for the real little brother at home.

Now the boy she had looked after from childhood could turn around and protect her. That suddenly gave her a reliance and safety she had never had.

The Wang Family’s teaching was strict. Today was not a rest day. For Wang Yue to go out he had to ask Grandmother Liu Ruoshi first.

When Liu Ruoshi heard about it she supported Wang Yue’s decision as well. She let him go at once and had him take quite a few spirit medicines.

That made Li Menglan, already loyal to the Wang Family body and soul, even more grateful in her bones. She swore in secret she would be a Wang Family person all her life.

Still in that hovering vehicle, Wang Yue took Li Menglan out of the Wang Family Estate and toward the city.

"Sister Lan, who else is in your family?" Wang Yue asked, suddenly feeling he had not cared enough about Li Menglan. He did not even know her home situation.