Banquet(28)

Chen Yueming saw the young mistress of the YuanLi sect chew slowly on the oval shaped translucent yellow cake with a flowed petal at the top, the sight made him tremble even more when he saw the way her mouth moved just like those of his junior disciple sister.

On the other end was the maid still on her knees while the other servants busied themselves with the rest of the cultivators seated in the hall.

"Fox King! Please have mercy!"

Scared witless the servant girl in an effort to remedy the situation she was in took a folded green cloth of simple embroidery from the side of her robes, she then rose up, leaning forward to wipe at the shoulder of the fox king's robes.

"Hey! Stop! What do you think you are doing?! Are you out of your mind?! That's the Fox King you are touching with those filthy hands of yours!"