Chapter 28: The Bird Flies into the Forest

Liu Liwa faintly felt the roaring voice was very familiar. Before he could figure it out, there was a loud crash. The door was kicked open. Young Master Ye Zecong charged in fiercely at the front, full of killing intent. Behind him followed Shen Zuijin in a hurry, Qin Wan’er and Meng Xinying standing at the door, and the rarely seen but curvaceous and unforgettable Madam Wu Liniang.

It was such a luxurious team that, led by Young Master Ye, grouped together, broke in, and peeked at Liu Liwa bathing!

The guy stood naked in the water basin. The door was wide open. A cool breeze blew in, just in time to disperse the mist, exposing his true self completely.

“Ah… ah… ah…”

Several screams came one after another, as if rehearsed. Starting with Qin Wan’er, then Wu Liniang, Shen Zuijin, Little Loli, and finally even the furious Young Master Ye joined in.

He was exposed! Liu Liwa was startled inside but did not panic. Human body structures were all the same. Men had differences in length, women had differences in size. The only different thing was human appearance. So, in this situation, as long as he covered his face and hid his eyes, the whole world instantly had nothing to do with him!

Liu Liwa covered his face. After a long while, he heard a clattering sound. He strongly suspected whether these guys were from an art academy and had drawn a portrait of him before leaving. Peeking quietly through his fingers, he saw one person had stayed behind—it was Young Master Ye. Could he have that kind of preference?

He gave an awkward smile and said, “Hey, Young Master Ye, one night apart, and your grace hasn’t diminished!”

Young Master Ye had black lines over his head. Only one night had passed; besides losing some weight from a toilet trip, what else could have diminished? Young Master Ye suddenly remembered he was here for revenge. Immediately, he pointed a finger at him and angrily said, “You, you… sigh…”

He didn’t manage to say a complete sentence and ended with a light sigh. Liu Liwa was stunned and quickly asked, “Young Master visiting so early in the morning, could it be you want to discuss bathing experiences with me?”

Young Master Ye rolled his eyes and said irritably, “Who has time to watch you bathe? I came specifically to cause you trouble. But now, ‘seeing’ this, it seems unnecessary.”

“Huh? Why would Young Master want to cause me trouble? I believe I have no grievances with you. And didn’t you go to the neighboring county last night to propose to some Squire Zhao’s family?” When Liu Liwa said this, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat. That Miss Zhao wanted to marry a man with a ‘special talent.’ The somewhat naive Young Master Ye immediately went with his ‘special talent.’ Now he was here angrily seeking a fight. Could it be that his ‘special talent’ was cut off by the girl?

Young Master Ye saw his expression and knew he understood his purpose. However, seeing Liu Liwa now, Young Master Ye could only sigh helplessly. “Last night, I went to see Miss Zhao in haste. I just mentioned my ‘special talent’ but hadn’t shown it yet when she beat me up and kicked me out without saying a word. I immediately thought you had tricked me, so I came to settle the score. But now, seeing you, I realize I misunderstood you!”

Ah? Liu Liwa was shocked. Had his character reached such a level that villains would drop their weapons just by looking at him? He didn’t understand and didn’t reply. Young Master Ye looked down dejectedly at Liu Liwa’s crotch and sighed, “I finally know why Miss Zhao didn’t accept me. Because my ‘special talent’ doesn’t meet her requirements. It’s not even as good as yours!”

Liu Liwa quickly covered his own ‘special talent.’ This thing shouldn’t be exposed to the world, especially in front of the same gender—it’s too easy to make people feel inferior. But this Young Master Ye was quite cute. He smiled sheepishly and said, “As the saying goes, there’s always a higher mountain, one person is longer than another. Young Master, you shouldn’t take it too much to heart!”

“Ah, forget it. Maybe I really have no luck to enjoy Miss Zhao.” Young Master Ye sighed heavily and wiped the back of his neck, immediately gasping in pain. Liu Liwa looked closely. Young Master Ye, who was elegant last night, now had his hair disheveled, a black eye, swollen cheeks, and scratch marks on his neck that were still bleeding. Did this guy go to propose or to duel?

Liu Liwa put on a long gown, stepped out of the tub, and covered his ‘special talent,’ which made Young Master Ye feel a bit better. Liu Liwa comforted him, “Forget it. It’s not that you can’t get her; it’s just that fate hasn’t arrived yet. Young Master Ye, you are talented and handsome. Your father serves as an official in the court, your mother’s family has vast wealth. With your setup, why worry about having no wife? You shouldn’t waste resources hanging on one tree. As the saying goes, when a bird is big, it dares to fly into any forest. With your big bird, wouldn’t it be more carefree to fly into a few more forests?”

Liu Liwa spoke subtly, but his eyes and expression were full and clear. However, Young Master Ye had just been hit hard and wasn’t in the mood. He shook his head and said, “I’m not interested in these ordinary women.”

“Beauties can’t be eaten as food!” Liu Liwa said casually. Young Master Ye immediately glared. Liu Liwa quickly said, “Young Master Ye, don’t get excited. What I mean is, even if Miss Zhao is peerlessly elegant, a celestial fairy, when you marry her home, it’s still just the wedding night, nightly revelry. You can’t really worship her as a fairy, right? You still have to ‘use’ her! The girls at our Intoxication Pavilion may not necessarily have Miss Zhao’s looks, but there are always some with similar figures or voices, right? Young Master, why not find one? In a pitch-black room, not seeing her, just hearing her voice, touching her shape, using her person, while you think of Miss Zhao in your heart—wouldn’t that comfort your fragile heart?”

Liu Liwa spoke emotionally and hit the heart of a disappointed man. Women were all the same with the lights off. Why hang on one tree? Although Liu Liwa himself didn’t see it that way—he had personally experienced women with the lights off: Furong felt like Furong no matter how you touched her, and Yufeng’s dark, shiny forehead was even clearer with the lights off.

Young Master Ye waved his hand and said, “Forget it. I’m not in the mood now. Besides, no one can replace Miss Zhao’s position in my heart. Even with the lights blown out, no one can imitate her, especially her unique scent. Every time I smell it, it drives me crazy.”

“What scent?” Liu Liwa asked purely out of curiosity.

Young Master Ye immediately looked yearning, little stars in his eyes, and said, “I can’t exactly describe the scent. Anyway, it’s a very peculiar smell. Someone once said this scent is like that of a fox. I guess Miss Zhao is a Fox Spirit; otherwise, how could she be so beautiful and have such a scent? I think I’m bewitched by a Fox Spirit…”

The scent of a fox? A scent that drives people crazy? Fox odor!? Liu Liwa only felt his stomach churning. His admiration for Young Master Ye was like an endless river. Truly, when the bird is big, it dares to fly into any forest! And there are people with this preference! Liu Liwa finally understood why Miss Zhao wanted to find a man with a ‘special talent.’ This ‘special talent’ had best be without a sense of smell!