The cliff beneath the building was not particularly steep, with a stone staircase path carved into it by human hands. An hour earlier, she had descended that path, walked through the woods, and arrived at the cold spring pool.

  Footsteps approached, light and slow, clearly belonging to someone who had never practiced martial arts.

  She remained in her relaxed posture, flicked her black hair to one side, generously baring her beautiful back and smooth bare arm, then lazily raised an eyebrow and curled her lips at the blue-clad girl who emerged from the purple woods.

  "Madam, the sun has set beyond the sea, and the wind has picked up. It is not good to stay in the cold spring pool any longer," the blue-clad girl spoke as she placed the towel and a stack of clean clothes on a nearby rock, her gaze drifting somewhat.

  "This natural cold spring is wonderful. Sister Danhua, why don't you come down and soak with me? It's so comfortable. We can even scrub each other's backs and knead each other's breasts. Oh, speaking of kneading breasts—women's breasts get fuller the more they're kneaded. Big sister's technique is top-notch; everyone who's tried it praises it. If you let me knead you for a quarter of an hour every day, I guarantee you'll grow into impressive, full peaks!"

  With her sharp "golden eyes", could she not see that this girl was actually burning with embarrassment? How strange—the one naked and baring everything was her, the person in question felt no shame, yet someone else felt ashamed on her behalf.

  What could she do? This girl was so honest, she wanted to tease her thoroughly, and was almost reluctant to stop.

  Huaduomei was in an excellent mood as she gazed at the girl's flushed red ears, thinking about the things she had casually drawn out of her in these past few days...

  The girl's surname was Lu, given name Danhua, twenty-three years old. She originally lived with her parents in a small fishing village in Liaodong. Several years ago, when Japanese pirates raided the coastal areas, her parents died under the pirates' blades. At fifteen, she and many other girls from the village were captured and taken onto the pirate ship. She was lucky enough to be rescued by the men of Interlocking Islands.

  After the rescue, the other girls were sent home one by one, but she alone chose to stay on the twelve Interlocking islands. She studied reading and writing with the elder lady Huo Xuannv. The Interlocking Islands had many capable people and strange talents; over the years, apart from martial arts, she had learned a little of every skill, and was especially good at accounting and the dialects of the Nanyang region.

  She was Huo Xuannv's subordinate, temporarily lent to Leisalang as an assistant, and essentially served as the housekeeper of the island.

  Right now, this "chief steward" looked nothing like a capable steward at all. The redness on her ears was quietly spreading, yet she was still struggled holding herself together.

  "Thank you for the kind invitation, sister... uh, I mean, madam." Almost falling into the trap, Lu Danhua quickly corrected her form of address, straightened her expression and said: "The wind has picked up. Let Danhua help you dress, madam. The master will return for dinner tonight. If he sees you are not in the building, he will definitely search everywhere for you."

  A snow-white towel was already spread out before her. Huaduomei sighed softly and stretched her waist. The cold water of the spring reached just below her breasts, and as she stretched her slender waist, her proud, full bust was fully displayed, completely uncovered.

  Oh, so the girl turned her face away, half-lidded her eyes, and really wouldn't look?

  "Sister Danhua doesn't need to wait on me. I feel bad making you stand here holding the towel and passing me clothes!" She reached out to take the snow-white towel, then suddenly played a trick—her five fingers grabbed the hand holding the spread towel, and pulled hard.

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  With a loud "plop" and a startled cry, Lu Danhua was pulled into the cold spring pool.

  "Madam?" I'm completely soaked! Wait, wait—what is that hand that pulled me down trying to do now? Whoa! "M-Madam... I... don't..."

  "From my experience, when a woman says 'don't', she actually means 'do'. Good girl, Sister Danhua, let big sister touch you a few times, and I'll know just how to train you. This is 'palpation' from the *Secret Art of the Jade Chamber*, it's very miraculous." The beautiful "Lushan claw" struck toward her chest, weighing the size through the wet clothes, and her slender eyebrows furrowed slightly in dissatisfaction. "Need more kneading, there's still a chance for them to grow!"

  "Madam!" Lu Danhua's face was bright red, she hastily retreated, retreating until her back pressed against the pool bank, with nowhere left to go.

  Suddenly, her eyes went wide, unable to look away... the naked woman before her, with black hair spread across the water, was like a water spirit rising from the depths, and the way she slowly pressed closer looked like she was about to seduce someone, consume someone's soul...

  Huaduomei knew perfectly well that no one—man or woman—could resist this look of hers. She curled her lips, moved her face closer, and locked her bright, alluring eyes on the girl.

  "Sister Danhua, have you ever been betrothed to anyone?"

  Lu Danhua was stunned, it took her a moment to realize that the "water spirit" was asking her a question, so she shook her head, her breathing still unsteady.

  Huaduomei asked again: "Then have you ever been with a man?" Just from the scent of this little fresh flower's body, she could already tell she was still innocent. She asked even though she already knew the answer, just to tease her!

  Just as expected, Lu Danhua's delicate face flushed bright red, like she was choking on something small.

  "I... I... haven't..."

  Huaduomei smiled and bailed her out. "Oh well, it doesn't matter if you haven't. With big sister here, you'll have one soon enough. As long as you practice the *Secret Art of the Jade Chamber* with me, you can have as many as you want when the time comes, you can handle a hundred of them with ease!"

  "I... don't want to!" The words burst out abruptly, she spoke too quickly, and her voice came out a little too loud.

  "Why don't you want to?" A wet, fragrant fingertip hooked the little fresh flower's clean jaw.

  "Madam, don't... play with Danhua for fun."

  Huaduomei's beautiful eyes flickered, then she spoke slowly and unhurriedly: "I'm thinking of your own good. You're already past twenty, not being betrothed is one thing, what's a shame is not having a man around you that you fancy and that suits you!" She paused briefly, let out a small exclamation, and blinked as if she had suddenly realized something. "Oh! How could I forget. You've been hesitating until now, you must already have a man you like in your heart, right? You're too shy to confess your feelings to him, and you've been wasting your time waiting for him foolishly, isn't that it?"

  The already crimson face turned aside a little, guilty. "Danhua... has no one."

  "No what?"

  "...There is no man I like."

  "Is that so?" She changed to tracing the girl's chin with two fingers, and asked with a smile: "Don't you fancy your master, Leisalang?"

  Lu Danhua gasped sharply, her downcast eyes suddenly lifted, her voice slightly trembling: "N-no... Danhua doesn't fancy anyone, it's even more impossible for me to have... have romantic feelings for the master. The master only has eyes for madam, he would never look at anyone else..."

  "If he took a liking to someone else, and treated her better than he treats me, I would give him up to her without a second thought, no lingering at all." Her delicate lips still curved with a smile.

  "Madam, I really don't..."

  Huaduomei saw her stunned, her scared little beautiful eyes faintly glistening, and her heart softened involuntarily.

  Alright, she was the naughty one—this big fragrant flower liked to press the little fresh flower down hard, but when she hurt the girl, her heart softened. Everyone says a person can't be too soft-hearted; when you soften your heart, you end up being the one who suffers.

  She laughed and sighed to herself, but put on a casual, flippant expression on her face, and said: "If you pout your little mouth and let me kiss you once, I'll believe you."

  "Huh?!" She was even more stunned, completely frozen.

  "Not answering means you agree..." She moved so fast that her coquettish red lips suddenly pressed over, her two soft round breasts pressing directly against the other's not yet full chest.

  "What are you doing?!" A thunderclap rose from the calm, roaring and shaking.

  Reshard, who had just stepped out of the purple forest, stared wide-eyed in astonishment. His forehead felt as if it had been hit hard, dizziness and anger welled up in him, like raging wind and huge waves surging.

  That damned woman was "bullying" someone again!

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