"Then what are we waiting for?"
In the next mont, the sound of a guzheng began to play, and Qing Ya, dressed in a blue outfit, took out a sword and started a sword dance in front of Mu Rufeng.
I must say, the sword dance was delicate when gentle and valiant when bold, truly having a unique charm.
Most importantly, the dancer was beautiful.
Otherwise, no matter how well you dance, if you’re not good-looking, it’s like breaking a bone in soone else’s eyes.
They were not ordinary people, possessing cultivation, albeit not high, barely at the Nascent Soul level.
These respectable young won sell their art, not their bodies, so are contract workers, while others were cultivated from a young age in these elegant venues.
Yet, these two seed to be around twenty years old, with such low cultivation.
Most importantly, their aura was mixed and unrefined, their cultivation clearly ca from taking drugs.
Their combat strength is very weak, likely unable to defeat an ordinary Golden Core, and they might not even have learned any spells, true weaklings in battle.
It seems they must have been nurtured by the misty rain’s Jiangnan from a young age.
As for the contract workers, their cultivation is usually quite high, and even if not, their aura is very pure with so combat strength.
A short while later, an hour had passed.
At this mont, Qing Ya was playing the pipa while Feng Ling danced.
The table full of dishes had been mostly devoured.
Mu Rufeng was sowhat drunk, the exclusive secret recipe spiritual wine of Misty Rain Jiangnan was indeed delicious, even he felt a little tipsy.
"Good, nice, not bad." Mu Rufeng clapped and praised.
"Young Master, the food and drinks are finished, shall we bring more?" the young maid inquired.
"No need, that’s enough for today. I’m a bit sleepy, all of you can leave now." Mu Rufeng glanced at the ti, it was already past eleven at night.
The young maid imdiately nodded, quickly tidied up the table, and then left.
"Why haven’t you two left?" Mu Rufeng looked at Feng Ling and Qing Ya.
"Young Master, you booked us to listen to music, we won’t leave until tomorrow night." Feng Ling replied.
"Your service is done, leave, I’ll book you again tomorrow, I’ll pay as usual." Mu Rufeng said.
"Young Master, we can play the Calming Song to help you sleep." Feng Ling added.
"No need, go now." Mu Rufeng waved his hand.
At this mont, Qing Ya stepped forward, looking at Mu Rufeng with pleading eyes: "Young Master, please help us, we’ll be severely punished if we leave."
"Yes, Young Master, if we receive too many punishnts, we’ll beco fallen won, sothing we don’t want." Feng Ling also pleaded.
They had been turned away many tis because so guests deliberately wanted respectable girls to be punished severely, turning them into fallen won.
This way, they could have their way with them.
It wasn’t like this before, but it changed when the owner changed.
Many respectable girls had beco fallen won due to this.
They couldn’t change it, because it was their fate.
It’s just that they saw Mu Rufeng always listening to music, never making a move, nor looking at them with filthy eyes.
They felt Mu Rufeng wasn’t that kind of person, but even if he was, they would still plead, because without pleading, there would only be one result.
Mu Rufeng frowned slightly: "Haven’t you thought of leaving?"
"Leave? How? With our contracts, it’s difficult even to redeem ourselves." Feng Ling said.
"You should know, I can help you today, but what about the future? Once you’ve entered this line of work, your fate is already sealed." Mu Rufeng said.
"Please, Young Master, show so rcy." Feng Ling bit her lip and said.
They knew very well.
No matter what, they would delay it as much as possible.
"Alright, since that’s the case, you two play the Calming Song then." Mu Rufeng imdiately went to the bed to rest.
Feng Ling and Qing Ya also breathed a sigh of relief, then began to play for Mu Rufeng.
...
Who knows how much ti passed.
A lodious flute sound started to play.
It was clear, pleasant, and very soothing.
At the sa ti, the flute had sothing special that awakened Mu Rufeng.
He got out of bed and found the Calming Song still playing.
Feng Ling and Qing Ya hadn’t stopped for a mont.
"You two rest for a bit." Mu Rufeng looked at the two and said.
"Thank you, Young Master, for your understanding." The two imdiately stopped.
Honestly, they were really tired, after all, playing the Calming Song also consud spiritual power.
The flute sound was still playing, coming from outside.
Mu Rufeng went to the window and quickly focused his gaze on the lake.
On the lake, he saw a solitary boat slowly approaching, with a man standing on it.
He wore a white robe, his hair done up in a bun, a strikingly handso man, even making Mu Rufeng feel inferior.
At this mont, he was playing a jade flute.
Upon closer inspection, there were actually two won standing behind him, both wearing black dresses and black veils.
But looking at their eyes and figures, it could be seen that these two won also had stunning appearances.
Many guest room windows were opened, as they too were awakened.
So even popped out wearing scarcely a thing.
And Li Changze was one of them.
"Li Changze, are you having fun?" Mu Rufeng inquired.
"Hey, Brother Feng, you’re awake too. Having a great ti, just the fish sausage is a bit uncomfortable." Li Changze said excitedly.
"You rascal." Mu Rufeng shook his head.
"Which scoundrel dares disturb your grandpa’s sleep?" an arrogant voice sounded.
Mu Rufeng’s divine thought saw it was a corpulent man, with quite a cultivation, at the True Immortal Realm.
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