81 Him?

Lord Yu indeed did not take the matter into his own hands. His man covered in black armor did not do anything, either.

Lord Yu sat inside a barbican of the Zhao Family and was enjoying his wine comfortably. The black-armor huge guy had a long sword in his hands, standing outside the door like a stone statue.

There was a pretty girl sitting in the arms of Lord Yu. But she looked a bit agitated, throwing a look through the window every now and then.

The girl’s name was Zhao Xi, Zhao Rui’s sister, the No.1 Lady of the Zhao Family. She was quite nice looking with facial features as beautiful as a painting, and a body as flexible as a snake. A delicate and attractive feeling radiated from her, inviting people to show tenderness toward her.

Holding a flagon in one hand, and caressing the girl’s slim waist with another hand, Lord Yu closed his eyes in comfort and serenity. He looked neither to the girl nor outside the window.

"Eh?"