Chapter 58: I Know the Taste of the Sea

Tang's father extinguished the cigarette he had in hand in the ashtray and said with a smile, "Can't you tell if he makes money or not just by looking at him?"

After saying this, he stood up and walked toward the door.

Click!

The sound of the lock echoed.

Tang's father slowly took off his belt and approached Tang Yu.

A loving father and a belt with seven wolves, the son would receive many blows.

Tang Yu looked at his father with bright eyes, his face filled with anticipation.

When the belt came down, he didn't scream as he usually did.

The calm smile on his face made Tang's father begin to doubt life.

Is there something wrong with my belt?

Or have I really grown old and can no longer beat this boy?

"Dad, have you had lunch?"

Tang Yu asked with concern.

The Art of the Immobile King really works very well.

With this, Dad, you will never be able to hit me again!

Faced with such provocation from Tang Yu, he felt that something was wrong with this boy.

He put the belt back on, took out his phone with worry, and called Tang's mother.

"Hongying, go find a psychiatrist; it seems something is wrong with your son's brain…"

Upon hearing what his father said, Tang Yu was frightened and quickly got up, running out while shouting,

"I'm not sick, Dad, I was just joking!"

He just wanted to test if The Art of the Immobile King worked well.

Getting hit by Dad's belt without feeling it, that's really nice.

It seems the system has been very generous this time.

With this, my ability to save my life is greatly reinforced.

From now on, I fear neither poisons nor blows!

Seeing Tang Yu whistling and bouncing around, the Tang family servants looked on in fear.

Has Young Tang taken the wrong medicine?

Just when he was about to return to his room and enjoy a little like a canned sardine, Tang Yu saw at the door a beautiful woman dressed in a maid's outfit.

She also wore glasses, which added a touch of coldness to her beautiful face.

What caught Tang Yu's attention the most was:

Her luscious body, which made the maid's outfit exude a sense of sensuality.

In terms of size, she was just a bit smaller than Xiaoyue.

"Hello, Young Tang."

The maid girl slightly bowed and curtsied to Tang Yu.

With her bow, the cleavage hanging made Tang Yu lose himself a bit.

"Hello, hello." Tang Yu quickly responded with a smile.

Finally, there was a beautiful maid in the house; this is the life a tall, rich, and handsome man should live.

[Oh, this girl is really good.]

[I just wonder if it will be uncomfortable for her to walk.]

Upon hearing Tang Yu's thoughts, Ling Han's face twitched slightly.

She looked up at Tang Yu and said softly, "Young Tang seems to not remember me."

Tang Yu was a bit surprised, then recognized the person after looking closely.

Isn't she the Ling Han I met at Xinghe Club last time!

Today I didn't recognize her right away, mainly because Ling Han was wearing light makeup; her style was now one of pure beauty.

This is also one of her most skilled specialties, makeup and appearance change.

In short, if you like a certain style, she can adapt to it.

According to the original plot, she was probably dating Qin Ming while also seeing another wealthy young man, causing conflicts between them.

After I warned Qin Ming to stay away from her, I hadn't heard anything more about her.

How did she end up at my house?

[Damn Ye Chen, are you already so eager for revenge on me?]

[Are you so offended that I made you bleed from your butt? Is it really that serious?]

Hearing Tang Yu's murmurs in his mind, Ling Han was also a bit surprised.

She received news that the Dragon King had been injured by several experts attacking together to protect a girl.

But what does it mean to make you bleed from your butt?

"So, Miss Ling has come to work at my house. That's fine, but have you worked as a maid before?"

Tang Yu asked with a smile.

[This woman is hard to deal with; she ranks third among the Eight Great Generals. Is she here to confront me?]

[No problem, infiltration is your specialty.]

[But you have met me; it's likely that it won't last even a day.]

[Today, I'll show you how the nickname 'the scoundrel of the Tang Yu village' was born.]

"I've done it before; I know how to wash, cook, and clean; I even attended a maid school for training."

Ling Han replied with a sweet smile.

As an elite assassin from the Dragon Soul organization, she often performs these types of tasks.

Being a maid is one of her most common identities.

"But our Tang family is different, as you can see, as the head of the four main families in Su Hang. Being a maid in our house isn't that easy."

After saying this, Tang Yu pointed to his room and said,

"First, clean my room; I want to see how you do it."

"Okay, Young Tang."

Ling Han obediently responded and entered the room to start cleaning.

Tang Yu closed the door without a problem.

[Hehe, I used to fear you; after all, you're one of the Eight Great Generals.]

[But now, things are different from the past; I no longer fear blows.]

[Today, if I don't kick you out, I'll give my nickname 'the scoundrel of the Tang Yu village' to Ye Chen.]

He sat cross-legged on the floor, looking directly at Ling Han.

[This maid outfit is nice, but it's still a bit conservative. A heart-shaped neckline would be better.]

[The length of the skirt is perfect… Ah, but why is she wearing safety pants?]

While cleaning, she heard Tang Yu's thoughts.

Ling Han really considered giving this guy a beating.

Why wear safety pants? What should you wear, a thong?

Fortunately, she received professional training and could tolerate this level of discomfort.

After quickly cleaning the room, she gently said, "Young Tang, are you satisfied?"

"More or less, passable."

Tang Yu thought. This woman is really versatile; if I didn't know better, I might think she's a professional maid.

He sat on the carpet and said to her, "In our house, a maid must also know how to give massages. Come on, I'll put you to the test."

"…"

Ling Han, holding back the urge to hit him, showed a sweet smile and asked, "How do you want me to give you a massage, Young Tang?"

"I've had a bit of insomnia lately, give me a massage on my head."

Tang Yu, gathering courage, patted his thigh and coughed twice.

"First, sit down; I'll lie on your lap; this way, it'll be easier for you."

[Come on, let me lie on your lap.]

[Coming to the Tang family house to infiltrate; how can it be done without sacrificing a bit of your attractiveness?]

Ling Han, with her face scrunched up, knelt on the floor according to Tang Yu's request.

Then she realized that this guy was extremely discredited.

He buried his face directly into her legs.

Feeling the warmth of his breath on her skin, she couldn't help but shiver slightly and asked through gritted teeth:

"Young Tang, shouldn't you be lying down?"

"It's more comfortable this way, and don't ask any more questions; now is the evaluation period."

Tang Yu said sadly.

[Ah, I know the taste of the sea… oh, no, it's the soft and fragrant scent of a girl.]

[If you can't stand it, get up and leave quickly, or I might become an even bigger scoundrel.]

Ling Han felt her fist tighten.