Chapter 223: Correcting Her Wildly Absurd Sense Of Face.
Oddly, this is probably the first time that I’ve actually felt fear from Guanyu. I definitely didn’t feel as if my world could end when I was gagged and chained up by her earlier, as absurd as that sounds. Come to think of it, how come me, out of everyone else within the family, has to be subjected to this?! Ah, I’m going to be pampered in bed by Celia later, I swear!
I mean, technically speaking, my dearest is able to enter my office, and then save me from her other lover. However, that’d imply that she knew that I was in danger in the first place; which, of course, there wasn’t any way for Celia to know this. Guanyu and I seemed to have simply decided to visit my realm, the others not hearing the Cultivator’s sexy voice, so I’m literally trapped at the moment. At Guanyu’s mercy…
Vulely: “Can I ask why you think that I’ll rat you out? Pissing you off…serves me absolutely no purpose, only having the effect of putting my life at risk.” I asked with a sighful tone.
Guanyu: “The harem is calm and pleasant, but I won’t pretend to not know that my sister wives wouldn’t take my position, if given the opportunity to do so. My little moaning outburst…is a very good source of blackmail.” Was her odd reply.
Vulely: “Huh!? Guanyu, that doesn’t make any sense at all!” I exclaimed in grand confusion.
Where exactly is the disconnect between us? It is, in no way, possible for this woman’s concrete position within the harem to ever be threatened nor taken from her. I mean, not only is she better at managing a household, harem, children, friends, staff, etc. than Ria is, Guanyu also has an unknown level of strength.
Given all that, is there even a single wife that would be willing to take on that difficult role? I, for one, wouldn’t bother touching Guanyu’s rightful place with a 100-mile pole. It goes against my sense of whimsy, as well as my true laziness. Hell, if it wasn’t for this narration job, I’d be doing nothing but leisure activities, with or without Celia involved.
Guanyu: “It makes perfect and logical sense, Vulely. Is it not strange for me to want to save face, to not shame Celia?” She said with a stern tone, knife now drawing blood from my neck.
Vulely: “Eeeeeh!? W-what are you saying… Guanyu, this isn’t a Cultivation world with ancient Chinese morals, such as palace and harem etiquette, or how a woman should act/shouldn’t do.” I exclaimed with confused fury.
Guanyu: “…”
Vulely: “I literally moan like the most lewd woman in existence while I lap up Celia’s armpits. In what world, besides the one you’re no longer part of, is your rather modest moan…something that one of us could ever blackmail you for?!” I continued with an extremely upset tone and expression.
Guanyu: “I…” Was all that she could get out, finally releasing me from her hold, a look of pure horror now present on her face.