110: Chapter 110 Brother Chen, you've finally arrived!

The two of them carefully finalized the details of their "reverse fishing" plan.

They went as far as considering the possible reactions of the spies behind Zhang Qing.

They had mostly worked out the subsequent steps for closing the net.

Jiang Yingrao finally came back to her senses.

She looked down at her own fair and delicate little foot.

At this moment, it was still being held in Chen Shanzhi's hand.

Furthermore, this scoundrel's fingers were, intentionally or not, gently massaging the Acupoints on the sole of her foot.

Jiang Yingrao only felt waves of tingling numbness coming from her sole, making her legs feel weak.

Her pretty face instantly turned red to the tips of her ears.

"Alright, the plan is set. Are you addicted to touching it?"

Jiang Yingrao gave him a cross look, and taking advantage of the conversation, she suddenly exerted force.

With an extremely agile side roll, she was like a slippery red carp.

She freed her little foot from a certain someone's wandering hand.

Then, she stood up from the soft couch.

Amidst the swaying of her red dress, Jiang Yingrao stretched lazily.

With this stretch, her already slender and proud figure was instantly pulled to the limit.

Those breathtakingly graceful curves were fully revealed under the thin red silk dress, even more alluring than the strongest aphrodisiac in the Yihong Pavilion.

Jiang Yingrao was just about to tell him to leave when her beautiful eyes shifted.

She happened to see Chen Shanzhi, sitting on the couch, naturally raising the hand that had just held her foot.

Then he brought his fingers to the tip of his nose and, with extreme exaggeration, closed his eyes and took two deep whiffs.

His face wore an expression of extreme enjoyment, as if he were utterly intoxicated.

"Bah!"

Jiang Yingrao's already rosy face instantly turned as red as a cooked shrimp.

She spat fiercely and said in annoyance, "Scoundrel! Disgusting!"

After cursing, she didn't bother with this thick-skinned fellow anymore.

She turned around and walked barefoot to the sandalwood table in the center of the room.

She poured herself a cup of cool tea and tilted her long, white neck, taking small sips.

The intense interactive cultivation of True Yuan with Chen Shanzhi just now...

...had caused her body to lose a lot of water. At this moment, her throat was practically parched, so she needed to rehydrate.

Chen Shanzhi sat on the soft couch, looking at Jiang Yingrao's enchanting back, chuckling to himself.

Just then.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

From outside the door, there was a sudden, mood-breaking knock.

Following that, the coarse voice of the Marquis Estate guard, Coachman Zhao Da, came through the door:

"Heir Apparent, are you inside? There is an urgent matter at the estate."

Chen Shanzhi pulled back his smile and sat up straight: "Come in and talk."

Coachman Zhao Da pushed open the door, first keeping his head down very politely.

He didn't even dare to steal a glance at the incomparably beautiful courtesan, Courtesan Alias, beside him.

He quickly walked up to Chen Shanzhi and whispered in his ear:

"Heir Apparent, an emergency message just came from the estate."

"The Young Master of the Murong Family sent a personal servant to bring a message, inviting you to the Murong Manor immediately!"

Coachman Zhao Da paused, a hint of doubt in his voice:

"That servant also specifically emphasized that Young Master Murong said..."

"...no matter what you are doing today, Heir Apparent, you must definitely go over."

After hearing this, Chen Shanzhi frowned slightly.

"That drunkard Murong Yun, why is he calling me over instead of drinking and sleeping at home on his day off?"

Chen Shanzhi stroked his chin:

"And he's making it sound so urgent. Could it be that the kid didn't pay for his wine and is being held at home?"

However, despite his doubts.

The business at the Yihong Pavilion was mostly finished today anyway.

He had completed the Dual Cultivation with Jiang Yingrao, consolidated the True Yuan in his body, and agreed on the plan for the sting operation.

Most importantly, looking at Jiang Yingrao's current stance of guarding against him like a thief...

...this little enchantress probably wouldn't let him do anything else 'proper' in this Heaven No. 1 Room.

Not to mention in broad daylight.

"Fine, prepare the carriage. Let's go to the Murong Manor and see what trouble that kid is stirring up again."

Chen Shanzhi stood up and casually brushed his clothes.

He turned his head and waved to Jiang Yingrao, who was still drinking tea, with a bright smile:

"Miss Youyou, is the tea good? Do you want This Heir to feed you?"

"Get out!"

Her response was a single, curt word and a flying empty teacup.

Chen Shanzhi laughed loudly, dodged the teacup with a graceful flash, pushed open the door, and strode out.

...

Half an hour later.

The Murong Manor, one of the four major families in the capital.

At this time, the atmosphere in the spacious and grand hall of the Murong Manor was extremely strange.

Murong Yun, with a black and blue eye, was pacing anxiously in the hall like an ant on a hot pan.

"What a sin! Truly a sin!"

As Murong Yun walked, he pulled at his disheveled hair, muttering in extreme grief and indignation.

All of this started with the sudden return to the capital of his tigress elder sister, Murong Zhaoling, who had been training in the border army.

Since his elder sister returned and found that he had been spending his days in the capital in indulgence, and his cultivation had barely reached the Xuuan Six Apertures...

...she had directly transformed into a heartless training machine!

As soon as he returned home last night, he was picked up by Murong Zhaoling like a little chick and taken directly to the family's Martial Arts Field.

Heavens, have mercy!

He, Murong Yun, one of the Four Great Playboys, had finally looked forward to the once-every-ten-days rest day from the Four Seas Academy.

His original plan was to sleep until noon and then go to the Yihong Pavilion to listen to music and drink!

Instead, he was brutally beaten by his elder sister in the Martial Arts Field for an entire night!

This black eye was caused by Murong Zhaoling's punch last night because his reaction was half a beat slow.

Fortunately, there is always a way out.

Just as he was about to faint from the beating last night...

...this elder sister of his, whose head was filled only with muscles and fighting...

...actually, for the first time, very awkwardly asked him for news about Chen Shanzhi!

How clever was Murong Yun?

As the number one drunkard in the capital, although his cultivation was lagging, his mind worked very fast.

He keenly noticed the slight abnormality in his elder sister's tone.

Murong Yun made a prompt decision!

As a good brother, he naturally had to be sold out at a critical moment!

With tears and snot, he directly placed the huge scapegoat of "his slow cultivation"...

...precisely on Chen Shanzhi's head!

He complained tearfully, saying it was all because Chen Shanzhi dragged him to the Yihong Pavilion to drink every day.

Taking him everywhere to eat, drink, and play had seriously delayed his cultivation time!

He even said Chen Shanzhi threatened him, saying if he didn't play along, they wouldn't be brothers.

To his surprise, this nonsense full of holes actually worked!

After Murong Zhaoling heard this, not only did she stop beating him, but she also fell into a rare silence.

She stood alone in the Martial Arts Field and thought for a long time.

Then early this morning, Murong Zhaoling directly issued a cold and ruthless order!

She told Murong Yun to invite Chen Shanzhi to the Murong Manor in his own name!

And she left a threat: if Chen Shanzhi didn't step through the gates of the Murong Family today...

...then Murong Yun's upcoming holiday...

...would be spent in the Martial Arts Field, having a very "fulfilling" day and night of being beaten!

Thinking of this, Murong Yun couldn't help but shiver, feeling pain all over his body, with cold air even seeping into his bones.

Just as Murong Yun was waiting anxiously, almost wearing out the threshold of the hall...

"Young Master! Young Master!"

A clever servant rushed in from outside, his face full of excited wild joy.

"He's here! He's here! The carriage of the Marquis of Zhenguo's Heir Apparent, Young Master Chen Shanzhi, has arrived at the estate gates!"

"Holy crap! My savior!"

Hearing this, Murong Yun's tears almost came down.

On his face, which was a bit haggard from staying up late and being beaten, a look of extreme feverish joy instantly erupted.

"Quick, quick, quick! Bring out my treasure, the premium Bamboo Leaf Green wine!"

Murong Yun waved his arms exaggeratedly, as if welcoming his second parents, and rushed out the door like a gust of wind.

"Brother Chen! You've finally come, Brother Chen!"