Li Yusheng

The Immortal House.

It boasted over 200 staff members, with 12 exquisite pavilions for guests to stay in, featuring 60 luxurious chambers.

The retreat had a beautiful courtyard with stables for prized spirit horses and ornate pagodas. Moreover, there was a peaceful bamboo forest surrounding a tranquil bathhouse which had all the necessities for body refinement.

And in each pavilion's kitchen, master chefs prepared delectable regional delicacies using age-old recipes that have been passed down through generations.

One could call it the most visited place in the Eastern Reaches!

In the residential area reserved for servants of the Immortal House, a middle-aged man rushed through the wooden gate like a mad dog. He was dressed in all white robes and had a shaved head, though his robes were more like fading white from being washed so much.

"Yusheng!"

He looked around but saw no signs of this individual.

"Yusheng, where are you?! Li Yusheng!"

He screamed at the top of his voice, panting and sweating like he'd been searching everywhere for this young man. Despite his frantic demeanor, it was clear he wasn't mad at Li Yusheng; in fact, he looked very worried.

The servants attending to their work in the small, unrefined courtyard all turned to look at the shouting man.

His name was Li Sung.

"Uhhh... I haven't seen Yusheng today."

It was Bei Cong who spoke.

He was a fatty with a tiny round face that barely had any signs of masculinity, despite being well into his thirties. His robes barely hid his protruding tummy, which was rounder than the head of a bald chicken and bigger than the belly of an overfed pig.

"What do you mean you haven't seen him today?!" Li Sung looked furious but his fearful concern was evident. He pointed at all the servants present. "I told you all never to let him out of your sights! Have you forgotten how many women walk the roads of our Immortal House?!"

At the mention of the word "woman" every servant watching caught up to speed. In Li Yusheng's case, whenever he was in trouble, the word to summarize it all was - "woman."

Bei Cong rubbed his belly, hungry but realizing he had to wait. "Don't tell me Junior Brother Yusheng is in trouble..."

Li Sung turned as red as a boiling pot of chili and blasted his frustrations at them. "Of course he's in trouble! Why else would I be so worried?!"

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Meanwhile, in another sector of the Immortal House, there was a man dressed in practical robes, common for a citizen of the province. He was Jin Bo, a man who had been a victim of Li Yusheng one too many times.

What had Li Yusheng done to make him so furious? Well, he didn't steal any of his livestock, nor did he pick a fight with him or his close friends. In fact, Li Yusheng barely even knew who Jin Bo was. Yet, he had somehow made the grown man lose so much respect amongst his peers.

Why?

Li Yusheng simply couldn't stop sleeping with Jin Bo's wife.

He'd slept with her so much that Jin Bo's children were starting to believe Li Yusheng was their father, and Jin Bo was the imposter.

He'd slept with her so many times that at family gatherings, Jin Bo's relatives would joke that Li Yusheng should be invited too, since he was practically part of the family.

Even his friends joked that he should start charging Li Yusheng rent for the space he occupied in his wife's bed. Rightfully, he couldn't get angry at them because just as they'd lost all respect for him, he had also lost any shred of self-respect he had left.

"Are you all deaf?!" Jin Bo shouted at the top of his voice. "I said I want to have a word with that womanizing bastard, Li Yusheng!"

The servants around looked at him in silence.

There were two very muscular men resting at his feet, bruised and battered as if they'd been hit by a bull. These were the men Jin Bo had sent to capture Li Yusheng, and they returned with wounds. Even worse, Li Yusheng had given these goons Jin Bo's wife's panties to return to her beloved husband.

Naturally, he cried for a few hours before making his appearance here, and still, his eyes were red and leaking water despite trying to act tough.

Remembering all this, he shouted again. "I said I want Li Yusheng! Provide that bastard for me now!"

Finally, an answer came.

Hou Liang stepped into the scene with his hands behind his back. Just by looking at his luxurious robes, anyone could tell he was a cool-headed, responsible young man. After all, he was the only son of Hou Yunfei, the owner of the Immortal House, and someday all of it would be his to inherit. He wanted to make sure he could handle problems like these.

"What do you need from him?"

Hou Liang spoke with a firm voice that demanded seriousness.

Just from sensing his spiritual presence, Jin Bo could tell he was at late-stage Grotto Spirit Realm. However, Jin Bo was too furious about his cheating wife to care about the consequences of confronting someone who could practically be called a Grotto Spirit expert.

"Who are you?!"

Jin Bo asked fiercely, showing no signs of calming down.

As sharp as a blade, Hou Liang responded, "I am Hou Liang. I handle our corporate affairs." His eyes narrowed into slits. "Now, why have you, a guest, chosen to cause such a scene here?"

Every word that left his mouth was calm, yet it felt chilling, like a deadly threat.

Jin Bo gulped.

'Can I really dare face a Grotto Spirit expert?' he thought.

Even with all the hints, he refused to yield. He knew that backing down would make him appear incapable of handling his cheating wife and a weasel.

"Why else would I be here? If you know the name Yusheng and see a married man like me, you should already have a clear idea of why I'm causing such a commotion."

His fury boiled with each word.

"Who do you think slept with my wife so many times that she moans his name when we're having sex?"

He pointed at the men on the floor.

"Who do you think beat these two to a pulp?!"

The servants around said nothing and just listened to the man unleash all his pent-up anger.

Hou Liang maintained his cool. "And you're certain it's Li Yusheng who did all this?" was all he said in response.

"Of course I'm certain!"

It was almost as if the young master was downplaying the case in question──perhaps he simply didn't care about who was putting a sword in the sheathe of a mere guest at his father's Immortal House.

"Now that you know what has happened, bring me that bastard Yusheng! I'll either pummel him with my own two hands, or I'll take him to the market square and have the people there beat him! No, no, I'll have him reported to the authorities after I'm done with him. I'm sure they'll enjoy chopping off the jade stalk of a home breaker!"

Jin Bo's arms briskly flew around as he vented.

Hou Liang sighed, "Understood. I will inform Yusheng of this and af──"

"Enough!" Jin Bo interjected. "I don't want you to inform him. I don't even want to have to wait for that bastard any longer than I already have! Is he some sort of God that a mere servant like him can't show his face here?!"

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"BRING ME YUSHENG!!"

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Yawn~

Li Yusheng opened his eyes and stretched tiredly.

"Uuhn~"

He looked to his right and saw a beautiful, naked woman beside him, her bare breasts softly pressed against his arm. Turning to his left, he found another extremely beautiful, naked woman close to him, cuddling tightly and unintentionally sandwiching his arm between her breasts.

"How did I get here?" he wondered.