Duan Yun and Murong eventually got what they wanted and beca gatekeepers.
Unfortunately, they soon discovered that life as gatekeepers was far from ideal.
Duan Yun had thought that being a gatekeeper ant a leisurely ti watching the door, sipping tea, and then sneaking a dugout cellar at ho where he could swiftly capture Murong’s sister when they encountered her for treatnt.
If the sister could be saved, then as a Young Hero filled with righteousness, he would also attempt to save the entire Qiongling Sect.
To restore the purity of every female sword-fairy in the Qiongling Sect, to redeem those who had been sold and keep the unsold ones safe, ensuring they would not be sold again, that was his goal.
Just thinking of saving so many female sword-fairies, Young Hero Duan suddenly beca excited.
After all, he loved rescuing people.
Unfortunately, on their first day on the job, they encountered a very terrifying supervisor.
Just like many wealthy families have stewards, the Qiongling Sect also had a steward overseeing them.
She was a middle-aged woman with one eye, half of her face missing a chunk, and one hand blackened like a burnt tree branch.
When she stepped out from the dark room, even Duan Yun and the two old demons, the Murong brothers, felt a bit scared.
Firstly, the woman’s appearance was really frightening, and she also had a terrifying aura about her.
In Duan Yun’s eyes, she was very much like the director of the discipline office in the schools of his previous life.
And just like her appearance, she was rather strict and even a bit harsh in person.
"Qiongling Sect doesn’t feed idlers, everyone must work hard every day. If you don’t do well, you’ll be dismissed."
"Of course, there’s no easy job. If you have leisure ti, you’ll be assigned other tasks."
"Equal treatnt for all."
This was the instruction that Manager Li gave to Duan Yun and the other servants, and she enforced it as such.
Murong and Duan Yun were assigned to different gatekeeping locations.
Duan Yun was stationed near the Sword Pavilion, while Murong was near the mountain gate.
Murong found that the gatekeeper’s job wasn’t relaxing at all. With people coming in and out of the Qiongling Sect, he had to attend to the door and record, and whenever he had a spare mont, he also had to sweep the surrounding roads and courtyards clean.
Just as he finished his chores and sat down without even a chance to drink so water, the woman ca by again.
"There shouldn’t be any important visitors today, I’ll keep watch for you, go and wash the clothes."
And so, Murong, a gatekeeper, had to carry a large basket of laundry to wash.
Him, Young Master Murong, who had lain around for two years barely moving, now had to wash other people’s clothes.
The key point was, it wouldn’t be unacceptable for him to wash the sweat-soaked clothes of practicing female sword-fairies, he might even be willing, but the clothes in the basket were clearly those of servants.
Had they beco the lowest rank of servants indeed?
Murong couldn’t help but wonder what Duan Yun was up to.
It wouldn’t be right for him to suffer while the other enjoyed leisure, would it?
Outside the Qiongling Sect’s mountain gate was a vast Bi Lake, and within the mountain gate, the waters of Bi Lake were also diverted in, creating a sizeable lake within the grounds.
At this ti of year, the lake was filled with so withered lotus leaves, which must be a scene of continuous lotus foliage during the height of sumr.
And the place for washing clothes in the Qiongling Sect was right here.
Murong took out two slly coarse cloth garnts and began to wash them while muttering complaints.
However, after a short while, he stopped his grumbling and even smiled.
Because he saw Duan Yun also carrying a basket of clothes heading this way.
This guy seed to be no better off than himself, also having to wash clothes.
"You’ve been called over to wash clothes too?" Murong couldn’t help but take delight in the misfortune.
Duan Yun couldn’t help but retort, "Yes, being a gatekeeper sure is a lot of work. By the way, have you found anything on your end?"
Murong suddenly got excited and said, "Yes, plenty of won went out and looked at . They also seed very gentle."
Duan Yun said, "Really? The ones I’ve run into all seem so cold."
Murong couldn’t help but swell with pride.
It seed Old Demon Duan’s good looks didn’t thrive here; this would be his ho turf after all.
But as soon as Murong saw the clothes Duan Yun took out of his basket, his expression changed.
"Isn’t that the sisters’ clothes?" Murong exclaid in surprise.
"Yeah," answered Duan Yun.
The next mont, Murong was at the bamboo basket, picking up the clothes and sniffing them vigorously.
Seeing this, Duan Yun was shocked, "What are you doing? Are you a pervert?"
As he sniffed hard, Murong explained, "You don’t know, but my sister and I always attract each other, including with our scents."
"Is that so?"
Duan Yun couldn’t help but look at Murong’s bizarre actions as if watching a pervert.
It was, no doubt, really perverted.
So much so that Duan Yun didn’t even want to admit he knew him.
Murong had nearly sniffed the clothes inside and out twice when Duan Yun hastily intervened, "Stop sniffing, I need to wash them. Have you found anything?"
Murong shook his head, "No, I need to sniff more thoroughly."
"Get lost!"
Duan Yun couldn’t help but curse.
After that, the two began to wash the clothes.
Murong asked, "What do you think about Yu Zhenzhen?"
Duan Yun replied, "You think she’s your sister?"
"Not at all! Definitely not!" Murong stated decisively.
Duan Yun, puzzled, said, "That certain?"
Murong continued, "Answer , what do you think of her?"
Duan Yun thought for a mont, "She’s alright, at least she isn’t ugly."
Murong coughed and asked seriously, "What do you think of ?"
Duan Yun looked at the face he had treated with whitening and scar removal and said, "Not bad, are you interested in that sister?"
Murong suddenly smiled and said, "I just feel she’s different from the others."
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