350: Shen Yanbing's new look!

Su Mo's gaze swept over her without any attempt to hide his intentions.

Lunara felt completely uneasy; that gaze was too scorching, as if he wanted to strip her clothes off.

She had lived for several hundred years and had never been stared at so intently by a human male.

But thinking of Su Mo's terrifying methods just now, she didn't dare to flare up. She could only endure the shame and bow slightly in greeting.

"Moonlight Elf Great Elder, Lunara, greets... Lord Su Mo."

Her voice trembled slightly, yet it carried the unique magnetism of a mature, queenly woman.

"Great Elder?"

Su Mo: "You showed quite a backbone when you protected Lena just now."

"Since you are Lena's elder, you are one of us."

As Su Mo spoke, he suddenly took a step forward, closing the distance between them.

Lunara was startled. She subconsciously tried to retreat, but then suddenly realized she was locked down by an invisible aura and couldn't move at all.

Su Mo leaned close to her ear, his nose almost touching her crystalline earlobe, and chuckled softly:

"In the future, Lena will need the Great Elder's assistance even more."

"And of course... if the Great Elder ever feels lonely, you can come find me anytime."

"I am someone who particularly enjoys... helping others."

Boom!

Lunara's face instantly turned as red as a cooked shrimp; even her earlobes were flushed.

This... this man!

He actually flirted with her right in front of the Queen?!

Too... too outrageous!

But for some reason, looking at Su Mo's handsome face so close, and smelling that strong male pheromone scent...

Her heart, which had been dormant for hundreds of years, actually betrayed her and skipped a few beats.

"M-Master!"

Lena, standing nearby, couldn't watch anymore. Blushing, she ran over and shook Su Mo's arm.

"The Great Elder... she is an elder..."

"What about an elder?"

Su Mo chuckled heartily and casually pinched Lena's little cheek.

"The older they are, the more flavor they have."

After speaking, he ignored the two Elves who were practically steaming from embarrassment, turned to Shen Yanbing, who was still feigning death in his arms, and said:

"Alright, stop pretending. I've scared everyone away."

"Come on, let me take you to tour the kingdom your husband conquered."

Saying this, he put one arm around Shen Yanbing and held Lena's hand with the other, swaggering toward the Moonlight Elf base.

Lunara was left standing alone, clutching her burning chest, looking at his domineering back with a confused expression.

This man... he doesn't seem like a young boy!

But... why didn't she feel disgusted?

Could this be... the legendary... charisma of a powerhouse?

Lunara bit her red lip, straightened her messy robe, and followed quickly on her plump, long legs.

The Moonlight Elf base was a city hidden within the canopy of a gigantic ancient tree.

It wasn't as magnificent as the Forest Elves' Royal City, but it excelled in refinement, exuding a cool, ethereal aura everywhere.

Su Mo led the two women into the Main Hall.

As soon as they entered the door, Shen Yanbing, still in his arms, finally couldn't hold back.

She poked her little head out, looked at the Elves around them—who were curious but mostly respectful—and whispered into Su Mo's ear:

"Su... Su Mo, can we... can we find a place for me to change clothes first?"

"I look... really strange like this..."

She was on the verge of tears.

Wearing this white-stocking maid outfit in the bedroom was for fun, but wearing it in public was social death!

Su Mo looked at her pitiful appearance, feeling immensely satisfied.

"Fine."

He pinched her little nose. "I'll allow it, seeing how obedient you were just now."

"Lena, take your... hmm, sister to change clothes."

"Find her an Elf Clan outfit, the prettier the better."

"Yes, Master!"

Lena nodded obediently, then looked at Shen Yanbing curiously.

Is this Master's... Primary Wife from the human world?

She's so beautiful and her skin is so fair... but that outfit... Lena blushed and quickly pulled Shen Yanbing toward the Rear Hall.

Only Su Mo and Lunara, who had just followed them in, remained in the Main Hall.

The atmosphere became subtle once more.

Su Mo swaggered over and sat down on the rattan chair symbolizing royal authority, crossing his legs, his gaze fixed on Lunara standing below.

"Great Elder, come here."

He beckoned with his finger.

Lunara's body stiffened. After a moment of hesitation, she gritted her teeth and walked over.

"Lord... what are your orders?"

She kept her head down, not daring to look into Su Mo's eyes.

"I'm tired from fighting just now. Give me a shoulder massage."

Su Mo pointed to his own shoulder, his tone completely matter-of-fact.

Lunara widened her beautiful eyes.

A... a shoulder massage?

She, the dignified Moonlight Elf Great Elder, a Level 85 Archmage, was actually expected to give a human a shoulder massage?!

If word of this got out, how could she face anyone?

"What? You don't want to?"

Su Mo's voice turned cold. "Legolas just said he wanted to turn your entire clan into slaves."

"Now I'm just asking you for a shoulder massage. Is that too much?"

Lunara's heart tightened.

That's right.

If it weren't for this man, they would probably be underground prisoners now, or worse.

In comparison, a shoulder massage... didn't seem like much.

"N-No, I wouldn't dare."

Lunara walked behind Su Mo.

Her pair of well-maintained jade hands gently rested on Su Mo's shoulders.

As her fingertips touched his iron-hard muscles, Lunara felt a tingling sensation, as if she had been electrocuted.

She suppressed her shyness and began to gently massage him.

Su Mo comfortably closed his eyes, enjoying the service of this stunning mature woman, his nose filled with the faint, mature fruit-like fragrance emanating from her body.

"Good technique."

Su Mo praised her. "It looks like the Great Elder takes good care of herself. These hands... are so soft."

Lunara's hand trembled, almost massaging the wrong spot.

How could this man not go three sentences without flirting?!

Just then.

The curtain to the Rear Hall was lifted.

Shen Yanbing and Lena, having changed their clothes, walked out.

Su Mo opened his eyes, and the moment he looked over, his eyes lit up fiercely.

Shen Yanbing had changed into a Priestess's long dress unique to the Moonlight Elves.

The dress was entirely silver-white, with a texture as light as gauze. Although the style wasn't as revealing as the maid outfit, it was more form-fitting.

The tight corset cinched her slender waist, making it even narrower, and the wide skirt swayed gently as she walked, like waves under the moonlight.

The most stunning detail was the high-slit design of the dress.

With every step, her long legs—which had previously been covered in white stockings but were now smooth as jade—would flash in and out of view beneath the hem.

That kind of hazy beauty, like "a pipa half-hidden by its player's sleeve," was a hundred times more alluring than simply exposing everything!

Coupled with her long, straight black hair, which she had let down to match the outfit, and her cool, reserved face flushed with shyness.

She was simply—the Goddess of the Moon!

"How is it, Master?"

Lena, like a child seeking praise, asked, "Is the outfit I picked pretty?"

Su Mo didn't speak.

He immediately stood up, pushed Lunara—who was massaging his shoulders—aside, and strode toward Shen Yanbing.

His gaze was like a wolf that hadn't eaten for three days spotting the juiciest lamb.

Shen Yanbing felt panic rising from his stare. "W-Why are you looking at me like that..."

Su Mo wrapped an arm around her waist, pulled her into his embrace, and leaned down to say, "Baby Yan."

"I think... this dress is even more convenient than the maid outfit."

"Tonight, right here in the Elf Forest..."

"Shall we try a new map?"