287: Hospitality

“You’re finally here…”

Chang Fangmu seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time, a strange smile playing on his lips, his teeth lightly biting his lower lip, revealing a seductive charm.

Xu Sanyan felt a throbbing in his temples. He never expected to experience something like this—being seduced by a man?

Chang Fangmu’s expression was hazy as he murmured, “I’ve been waiting for you for a long time…”

“Waiting for your mother!”

Xu Sanyan had never felt so enraged. His figure flickered, and he suddenly appeared before Chang Fangmu’s bed, clamping one hand around his neck. His eyes seemed to spit fire as he glared at him, wishing he could just strangle him to death.

“Ugh… you, you’re hurting me…”

Chang Fangmu felt the fingers on his neck tighten, making it difficult for him to breathe as he struggled futilely with his hands.

He wasn’t fully awake yet, still immersed in his muddled thoughts, and he still thought Xu Sanyan liked to play this way.

“I want to kill you!” Xu Sanyan gritted his teeth, his grip tightening.

Chang Fangmu finally sensed that something was wrong. His mind slowly returned, and his eyes gradually cleared. Looking at the furious Xu Sanyan in front of him, he finally understood.

This person had no interest in men at all!

He had overplayed his hand.

“Ugh… mis, misunderstanding, mercy…”

Chang Fangmu felt the hand gripping his neck tighten even more, almost breaking it.

He wanted to struggle but found that the gap in strength between them was like a chasm. He had no room to fight back at all and could only speak with difficulty to beg for mercy.

“What are you doing?!”

Xu Sanyan asked each word distinctly, his tone clearly showing his anger.

“Ugh… mercy.”

Chang Fangmu felt like he was about to be strangled to death. The intense feeling of suffocation made his eyes roll back, and he could only beg for mercy.

Xu Sanyan tried to suppress the agitation in his heart. After thinking for a moment, he threw him to the ground and gritted his teeth, “You’d better give me a perfect explanation!”

“Cough, cough… ugh…”

Chang Fangmu lay on the ground, coughing violently, occasionally accompanied by dry retching. A red mark appeared on his neck from where he was choked. If Xu Sanyan had applied just a little more force, he would have twisted his neck off.

“Cough, cough, Brother Lin, a misunderstanding, it’s all a misunderstanding…”

Chang Fangmu recovered a little and quickly explained, “We all meant well. This is our Chang family’s way of treating guests. Yesterday, my younger sister wanted to serve Brother Lin but was rejected by him, so we thought…”

Xu Sanyan’s eyes narrowed, a fierce glint flashing through them. “So you thought I liked men?”

“Ugh…”

Chang Fangmu dared not answer, but his expression said it all.

“Get out, don’t let me see you again!” Xu Sanyan snorted coldly, turning to return to his room.

If he hadn’t been unsure of the Chang family’s depth, he would have killed him just now.

“Cough, cough, thank you, Brother Lin. I will take my leave now.” Chang Fangmu, without even putting on his clothes, got up and quickly fled.

“Whew…”

Xu Sanyan suppressed the agitation in his heart. The sounds of Chang Fangmu’s cries from just now kept replaying in his mind, and he felt a thorn lodged deep within his heart.

He quickly activated the "Subduing the Mind Monkey Art" to eliminate this thought and only then felt a little better.

“Damn it, guest etiquette? Which Family treats guests with their own sons and daughters?”

Xu Sanyan found it difficult to understand the Chang family’s customs.

Although he was never particular about food, a man was a bit too much.

At the very least, they should have dressed up, put on some makeup, or even twin pigtails. How could he lay his hands on a big man just lying on the bed?

Outside the courtyard,

Chang Fangmu vigorously rubbed the red mark on his neck. The moment he was choked, he almost thought he was going to die.

Fortunately, he let him go at the last moment.

“Whew…”

Chang Fangmu took a deep breath. To be honest, that feeling just now was actually quite exhilarating…

That instant between life and death, that heartfelt tremor, made his heart surge.

Coupled with the relief and gratitude of escaping death, that feeling of lightness from within made his body and mind joyful.

He… actually wanted to do it again.

Suddenly, an old voice came from the depths of the darkness, “Why are you out here?”

Chang Fangmu turned his head to look and saw his father, Old Master Chang.

“Father, the intelligence was wrong. He doesn’t like men at all, and your son was almost killed by him.”

“Oh? He doesn’t like men?” Old Master Chang was stunned. If he didn’t like men, how could he have rejected Chang Yin Nu?

One must know that the soul-urging incense’s effects were incredibly powerful and could never be suppressed by willpower alone.

Even if he were the most upright gentleman, once enveloped by the soul-urging incense, he would absolutely be unable to resist.

Unless…

He had another method!

Old Master Chang’s cloudy eyes glinted in the darkness, and he seemed to be deep in thought.

“Father, he attacked in a rage. If he hadn’t held back at the last moment, your son would have already been killed by him.” Chang Fangmu spoke again, hoping his father would stand up for him.

“Hmm?” Old Master Chang turned to look at him, his tone somewhat disappointed.

“If you want revenge, then work hard to Cultivate yourself. This child is only around forty years old and has already achieved the Soul Refinement Realm. Look at you, you’re almost sixty, still stuck in the Mystic Path Realm, indulging in female beauty all day long, not knowing how to Cultivate, only wasting time.”

Chang Fangmu dared not retort after being lectured and could only lower his head slightly.

He also wanted to work hard to Cultivate, but Cultivation was too arduous and too boring. Sitting in meditation for years without making an inch of progress—that feeling was too difficult to endure.

Besides, he didn’t just indulge in female beauty; occasionally, he also indulged in male beauty…

“Call Yulian over. Don’t try to seduce him anymore. Just keep an eye on him.” Old Master Chang gave up on Xu Sanyan. He would let him stay here for a while, then let him leave.

“Yes.” Chang Fangmu turned and left.

“Sigh…”

Old Master Chang looked at his retreating back and sighed, feeling lost about the Chang family’s future.

He had three sons and two daughters. His eldest son, Chang Linmu, was reliable and mature, but his Cultivation talent was too poor. He was still stuck in the Mid-stage of the Midao realm.

His second son, Chang Fangmu, had decent talent, but he couldn’t endure the loneliness of Cultivation and was addicted to fleeting pleasures, unable to extricate himself, and thus was not fit for important tasks.

His third son, Chang Tiemu, was quite good. His talent was also acceptable, and his thinking was mature, making him the ideal candidate for the next Family Head, but unfortunately…

His ambition was not here. He preferred to travel the world, and even his father didn’t know where he was now, or even if he was still alive.

As for his two daughters, Chang Yulian was steady, but she had too many small schemes and was deep-minded and selfish. She always put her own interests above the Family’s, making her unsuitable for great responsibilities.

His youngest daughter, Chang Yin Nu, was indeed devoted to the Family, but unfortunately…

She was too perverted. Even her father thought she was perverted. She constantly came up with new and bizarre ways to play, some of which Old Master Chang had never even heard of.

Any prey that fell into her hands almost always met a tragic end.

In the Chang family, this perverted Family, Chang Yin Nu had truly surpassed her predecessors…