Nowadays, Ning Shu spent her free time packing. It was probably about time for those famous orthodox sects to come attack the Demonic Sect in the name of justice.

  In addition, Gong Wumei’s temper was much worse now. It was to the point that she didn’t even dare to hover around him anymore. He was always smashing things in the room or killing servants. Anyone that annoyed him even slightly met a terrible end.

  Ning Shu was pretty scared. She felt like she was hiding from a tiger after copping a feel of its butt. She was terrified that Gong Wumei would suddenly pounced on her. She wasn’t scared of death, what she was scared of was being pushed down. After all, the female lead could court death as much as she wanted.

  Ning Shu was pretty sure that Gong Wumei was in a bad mood since the orthodox sects were planning on attacking his sect.

  “Miss Xiao Hong, the sect leader is looking for you.” Manager Liu came to look for Ning Shu. Ning Shu now flinched just from the sight of this guy. This guy was freaking way too loyal to Gong Wumei, it was to the point that Ning Shu wanted to just throw a packet of poison at him. It was seriously like speak of the devil.

  Ning Shu followed Manager Liu to Gong Wumei’s room with an unperturbed expression. For once, to her surprise, the door was closed. Gong Wumei was usually unbridled to the point that he didn’t close the door even when he was humping, so why did he close the door in the middle of the day?

  Ning Shu didn’t want to walk in.

  “Your sect leader is probably asleep, so I’ll leave first.” Ning Shu turned to leave.

  Manager Liu blocked her way and said, “Sect Leader is waiting inside for you.”


  Ning Shu glanced at the sword strapped to Manager Liu’s belt, then silently turned back to face the door.

  Manager Liu opened the door to let Ning Shu in.

  Ning Shu squeezed the poison she had hidden in her palm, then slowly walked in. The moment she got inside, Manager Liu closed the door. She immediately had a bad feeling. Why did he close the door? It couldn’t be that Gong Wumei had decided to kill her?

  “What are you still standing there for? Come over here.” Gong Wumei’s voice suddenly appeared. His voice was abnormally dark.

  Ning Shu slowly shuffled over and lifted the curtain. She was immediately hit in the face by an unendurable stench. It smelled like an old pee-stained trouser. That fermented smell almost made her puke.

  However, when she saw his ashen face, she forced herself to endure it and asked, “Sect Leader, did you need me for something?”


  Gong Wumei’s expression was very gloomy even though his face was very pale. His breathing was unsteady and there was a decadent aura around him. His expression contained deep suspicion and resentment as he looked at Ning Shu, but his eyes also contained a bit of hope.

  Ning Shu was completely baffled by this. Enduring the stink, she asked again, “Sect Leader, what exactly has happened to you?”


  Gong Wumei was lying on the bed. He didn’t even move when she came in and stayed motionless in that pose like a statue. She really didn’t know what was wrong with him.

  Gong Wumei looked at her and asked, “Did you do this to me on purpose?”


  Ning Shu:???

  She was bewildered. She seriously had no idea what happened. She had started avoiding him ever since his temper started getting worse, so she really didn’t know what had happened.

  “Sect Leader, if something has happened, you should tell me directly. I’ll of course help with anything I can.” Ning Shu patted her chest as she declared this in a very loyal manner.

  Gong Wumei seemed to struggle with the embarrassment, but in the end, he still told Ning Shu about his current situation.

  Basically, ever since Ning Shu told him not to tumble with women anymore and to hold it in, he had held it in this whole time although his needs in that area were abnormally greater. He had felt a lot better than before after Ning Shu ‘treated’ him the first time, so he listened to her instructions and worked hard on holding it in. Even when he felt an intense urge, he still held it in.

  Eventually, it ended up getting to the point that he wanted to come even though he didn’t even have sex. He’d feel the urge to come just from the friction of the trousers, but he still endured like his life depended on it. After this went on for a while, a problem occurred. Now, his down there was trickling white stuff all the time.

  It would release all the time. As soon as someone touched it, it’d start trickling, which was the reason for Gong Wumei’s irascible temper. In addition, something like this which was related to his root wasn’t really something he could talk about. However, after struggling with it for a long time, he finally looked for Ning Shu since he believed that it was Ning Shu, this quack, who caused him to become like this.

  Ning Shu: …


  His essence spout had broken from the pressure? What the fudge!!!?

  It broke like an old faucet!