Chapter 32: The Old Eater

Yuexue hurriedly raised her hand to wipe her face, the word “Master” echoing in her mind over and over, sending waves of tingling numbness through her whole body.

“Master, it seems you have a nosebleed.”

Lin Lue’s voice held a hint of playful amusement.

Watching her flustered state was quite interesting.

“You’re mistaken. I don’t.”

Yuexue turned her head away, avoiding his gaze.

The Great Witch, strong-willed all her life, would absolutely not admit that she was so stirred up, her thoughts in turmoil and her nosebleed uncontrollable, just because of those two words.

“Oh~ Is that so, Master.”

Lin Lue’s playful spirit soared, repeatedly calling Yuexue ‘Master,’ watching the ears peeking through her hair turn bright red.

It was extremely amusing.

Yuexue gritted her teeth slightly.

This man… was simply the worst.

Let him call her that.

When she got really worked up, he’d know his mistake, and begging for mercy would be useless!

“Hey, sister…”

The woman’s tone was not good, because seeing Lin Lue actually take the initiative to hand over the lockchain, she subconsciously tightened her grip on her folding fan, making it creak, almost crushing it.

Her male servant would never do that.

Even now, having extinguished the other’s sense of self, he would never take the initiative to hand over the lockchain.

It was truly… something that made her jealous.

Such a vivid male servant, orbiting around his mistress, was simply the dream toy for a woman.

She wanted to claim him for herself.

“Your male servant, can you give him to me? Name your price, sell him to me!”

Her family fortune had been squandered just like this.

Addicted to men, she thought her life was pretty much over.

Yuexue gave her a cold glance.

A vast demoness pressure surged forth like a deep-sea tidal wave, crushing down.

The woman’s face turned deathly pale, her vision blurred as if she had fallen into the deep sea, her whole body trembling, unable to even stand steadily.

She gasped for breath, her eyes filled with terror.

Not daring to say another word, she turned and fled in panic, without even the courage to look back.

The abandoned male servant followed like a ghost, numb and mechanical.

Yuexue, holding the lockchain with one hand, used her other hand to seize Lin Lue’s wrist, pulling him close.

Their noses were almost touching, their breaths mingling.

“Miss Yuexue?”

“You are mine.”

Her tone was resolute.

“No one can take you away.”

“Of course.”

Lin Lue tapped the cold, gleaming collar around his neck. Yuexue noticed two small characters engraved on the collar.

[Yuexue]

“I am… yours.”

Yuexue, dazed, released her hands, stepping back and turning away from Lin Lue.

She crouched down, covering her… mask with both hands.

Lin Lue bent over, staring with great interest at the exposed section of tender ear amidst her loose hair, red enough to drip blood.

Adorable.

A small action, a massive critical hit.

Everything was within Lin Lue’s expectations.

He, Lin Lue, was an Emotion Provision Master!

Lin Lue watched as Yuexue whimpered softly for a moment.

After calming down, she stood up.

Then she placed the lockchain back into his palm.

Her palm was somewhat warm, somewhat sweaty, even softer and smoother.

“Master, let’s go in.”

Yuexue had developed a bit of immunity, only falling silent for three seconds.

“Mhm.”

Pulling Lin Lue, she walked calmly towards the entrance, chest out, head high, proud and elegant.

It would have been even better if she hadn’t been moving her same-side arm and leg together.

“Miss, are you also here to participate in the Pure Carnaval?”

The guard at the entrance asked in a deep voice.

“That’s right.”

Yuexue replied indifferently.

“Then please prove that your male servant has completely, body and soul, become your… shape.”

Yuexue:

“Get lost.”

Prove?

She had no desire to perform acts that would humiliate Lin Lue in front of outsiders.

If she were to do them… it would only be when they were alone.

At this point, it was still time to use Super Strength.

Yuexue raised her hand… and was stopped by Lin Lue grasping it.

Given the situation, it was better not to resort to force just yet.

Watch him work.

Lin Lue signaled with his eyes.

Actually, proving it was quite simple:

Just perform some actions that others would find extremely humiliating.

In an instant, a stroke of genius flashed in Lin Lue’s mind.

“I love eating strawberries the most.”

As he spoke, Lin Lue pulled out a piece of fabric and took a big bite out of the strawberry pattern on it, which was half-soaked in what looked like milk.

Guard: “???”

Yuexue: “???”

People around: “???”

For a moment, there was dead silence.

Under countless shocked gazes, Lin Lue calmly swallowed and elegantly wiped his mouth.

“The taste is really quite good.”

Yuexue’s eyes were vacant, her mask almost cracking.

He, he, he… what had he just eaten?

It looked familiar.

So familiar it made her scalp tingle.

Soon, sounds of sharp intakes of breath rose one after another.

They were shocked by Lin Lue’s boldness and equally jealous of Yuexue for finding such an outstanding male servant.

Lin Lue remained utterly composed.

As long as he wasn’t embarrassed, the embarrassment belonged to others.

“So, can we go in now?”

The guards subconsciously took a step back.

They had never seen such a ballsy man and moved aside.

“Of… of course.”

“Sir, would you like some water?”

“No need. Smooth on the way down, slides right to the stomach.”

Lin Lue, who had been promoted from male servant/toy to ‘Sir,’ took the initiative to pull the mentally-shut-down Yuexue inside.

The surrounding guests looked at each other. Intense.

They had never seen such a scene.

They were satisfied, feeling they had gotten their money’s worth.

—

“How was it?”

“Relax. The fabric of that woman’s qipao is decent, but not enough.”

“Those lofty Witch ladies from the Upper District wouldn’t wear such coarse clothing, chafing their delicate skin.”

“What about their invitation?”

“Don’t worry, it’s fine.”

The guards whispered amongst themselves, reassured.

“But… I’m so envious. I want a man like that too.”

Although Lin Lue had gone inside, his earth-shattering impression was already deeply etched in everyone’s hearts.

—

“Lin Lue, how could you eat my…”

“You’ve got it wrong.”

Yuexue: “?”

Wrong?

Impossible.

How could Yuexue be wrong?

She was the one who took it off with her own hands.

Then, Yuexue watched as Lin Lue, like a magician, pulled out a piece of soft fabric with ties.

It was exactly what he had devoured earlier.

Lin Lue waved it.

The pure white fabric had vivid, juicy red strawberry patterns.

“See, this is it.”

“What I swallowed just now was just a fake, a sugar replica I made.”

Yuexue took off her mask, staring closely, her small mouth unconsciously falling open.

“This, this, this…”

Her face flushed red.

“You…”

He had only swallowed a sugar replica.

Yuexue should be relieved, right?

Yet, in her heart, there was an indescribable trace of regret.

Right?

No, no!

Yuexue shook her head, feeling her thoughts were a mess.

Recalling how Lin Lue at the entrance had looked like an old connoisseur, an ‘Old Eater,’ Yuexue felt she needed to take out another clean one now.

Yuexue needed to divert her attention.

“Lin… Lin Lue, so that’s how it was, haha, the replica was quite realistic. When did you make it?”

Yes, it was molded very realistically.

He must have measured every inch with his hands, even… not just with his hands…

Thinking of this, Yuexue’s face flushed even redder.

“Miss Yuexue.”

Lin Lue spoke up, interrupting, his voice serious, as if he had discovered some important research result.

“What is it?”

Yuexue calmed down a bit, beginning to put on a serious face.

“The strawberries are very cute. I never imagined Miss Yuexue’s inner wear would be so pure and adorable.”

Yuexue: “!!!”

Shame burned her face.

The toes inside her high heels clenched tightly, digging into the black stockings.

Yuexue didn’t speak, just reached out and snatched her fabric back from Lin Lue’s hand.

Back then, she shouldn’t have folded it together with the qipao!

“Don’t say… don’t say any more!”

Her golden, beautiful eyes were watery.

Flustered and exasperated, she bared her teeth at Lin Lue in threat.

“If you say more, I’ll… I’ll bite you!”

Lin Lue smiled and nodded, running his finger over the corner of his mouth, making a zipping motion, promising her secrecy.

He couldn’t tease her any further.

If he kept going, she probably wouldn’t just bite him; she’d lift him up, pin him against the wall, and bite him with his feet off the ground.