The woman’s skin was like snow, white and delicate. While her face might not be of heavenly beauty, she possessed a unique charm. Most importantly, her figure was exceptional—buxom and curvaceous, with a pair of straight, long legs that could rival Su Rou’s devilish body.
Such a figure was utterly captivating to Chu Feng, as it involuntarily reminded him of that intoxicating night with Su Rou.
Seeing Chu Feng staring at her so brazenly, the woman’s willow-leaf brows furrowed slightly, and undisguised disgust clearly surfaced in her eyes.
«Oh, not happy about it? Such a great figure is meant to be looked at, isn’t it?» Chu Feng sneered inwardly, his gaze still sweeping over the woman’s slender, lovely legs without a care for her expression.
«Greetings, Eldest Miss!» But just as Chu Feng was enjoying the view intently, respectful voices suddenly came from his surroundings. At the same time, the dozens of elite servants around him all bowed deeply in a grand salute.
«Eldest Miss? No way… Could this be Mu Xinyu, the Eldest Miss of the White Tiger Villa?»
Chu Feng suddenly realized. Mu Xinyu was the eldest daughter of the Villa Master of the White Tiger Villa, a woman born unable to cultivate martial arts but who was exceptionally intelligent.
Only then did Chu Feng notice that Steward Zhang was standing right behind Mu Xinyu, winking and making faces at him. This confirmed that she was indeed the Eldest Miss of the White Tiger Villa.
«This is bad.»
Chu Feng cursed inwardly. He realized that Mu Xinyu’s face had already turned ashen with rage. He had clearly angered her. In this moment, Chu Feng felt somewhat helpless, knowing he had brought upon himself a serious trouble.
As for the servants surrounding him, they were gloating. Mu Xinyu detested it most when subordinates stared at her beauty directly; Chu Feng had committed a grave taboo. They were all eagerly anticipating what kind of punishment he would receive.
«Uncle Zhang, let’s set off.» However, to everyone’s surprise, Mu Xinyu did not punish Chu Feng. She simply walked straight towards the carriage.
Seeing this, Steward Zhang sighed, gave Chu Feng a meaningful look, and followed her.
«You’ve offended the Eldest Miss. You’re dead meat.»
«Take more. If I’m in a good mood, maybe I’ll put in a good word for you.»
The servants forcibly shoved the offering items into Chu Feng’s hands until he was so loaded down he couldn’t possibly carry any more. Then they all chased after the moving carriage.
Chu Feng, however, paid them no mind. His thoughts were entirely consumed by unease. He worried about how the Eldest Miss would deal with him. This was certainly not good for his plan to explore the entrance to the Emperor’s Tomb within the White Tiger Villa.
The carriage left the White Tiger Villa and headed deep into the White Tiger Mountain Range. After traveling nearly a thousand li, it finally stopped in a wooded area.
There was a grave on the mountainside. Without a second thought, Chu Feng knew this was the grave of Mu Xinyu’s mother.
At this moment, the servants began setting out the offerings, but the brunt of the heavy labor was dumped entirely on Chu Feng.
They were bullying him blatantly. Both Mu Xinyu and Steward Zhang saw it clearly, yet neither intervened. Chu Feng had no choice but to swallow the insult—who asked him to offend Mu Xinyu?
The more they saw him endure, the more overbearing the servants became. They felt they were avenging the Eldest Miss, so even bullying him was perfectly justified. In the end, they left absolutely all the work to Chu Feng alone.
Since the Eldest Miss needed to eat at noon, the servants simply all went to wait on her. Only Chu Feng was left serving the deceased mother of the Eldest Miss.
«Truly a born servant’s lot.» Looking at those servants who were all smiles and bustling around Mu Xinyu, Chu Feng felt genuine contempt in his heart.
«This Mu Xinyu isn’t any good either. If she’s here to pay respects to her own mother, why doesn’t she kneel and bow before her grave? What kind of paying respects is this?»
«This aura?»