Heavens' Laughter

"Second Young Master! Wakey, wakey!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Feng Shen, still heavy with exhaustion, slowly opened his eyes.

The stone bath from the night before had tired him so thoroughly that he'd barely managed to make it to his bed after finishing reading about Shadow Step.

Hell, Feng Shen had barely any energy to even put away all the manuals he had brought with him, stashing them haphazardly in a corner.

Rubbing his eyes, he squinted at his personal servant:

"Why did you wake me?" Feng Shen asked, suppressing the instinctive urge to kill her for the disturbance.

'Absolute Zero Physique… Absolute Zero Physique… Absolute Zero Physique…' He repeated in his mind, a mantra to keep his irritation at bay.

Feng Shen really hated being awakened by anyone, especially considering how weak this body was and how much sleep it desperately needed.

Plus, he was having a wonderful dream!

Yùn Yì's wide smile illuminated her beautiful face as she bowed her head, her cheerful demeanor radiating positivity:

"Good morning, Second Young Master! I'm sorry for waking you! But your father is requesting your presence in the Dining Hall!"

"My old man? Ah~ alright…" Feng Shen muttered. He swung his legs off the bed as he pulled the blanket aside.

Despite still feeling a bit groggy, he was willing to oblige. After all, he wanted to show his new personal servant just how good of a guy he could be.

Seeing the Second Young Master get out of bed, Yùn Yì immediately began preparing his clothes.

'He's truly such a good man! Most young masters would bitch about being awakened!' she thought, her heart fluttering with admiration:

'And to think those liars said I would be killed for waking the Second Young Master up!'

Yùn Yì's hands moved quickly, but she hesitated, unsure of what would be appropriate for him to wear.

"Ugh, why is this so hard?" she muttered to herself, furrowing her brow in concentration.

The last thing Yùn Yì wanted was to disappoint the Second Young Master on her first day.

Standing for a solid minute, Feng Shen was a little impatient. He couldn't help but murmur, "I don't give a fuck what you pick…"

Yùn Yì turned around, puffing out her cheeks in a pout. "But, Second Young Master! You have to look your best for your father!"@@novelbin@@

Rubbing his forehead, Feng Shen waved his hand dismissively. "Fine, fine, take your time."

He was relieved that his personal servant didn't take his words the wrong way; it was a minor slip up in the midst of his irritation.

After a few moments of indecision, Yùn Yì finally settled on a dark green robe adorned with intricate designs of plants.

"This! This one is perfect!" She exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she grabbed the dark green robe and handed it over to the Second Young Master. "Here you are!"

Holding the robe in hand, Feng Shen placed it on his bed and was about to undress when he noticed his personal servant still standing in the room, her wide eyes watching him intently.

"Um… Are you going to leave, or do you want to watch me get naked?" He asked in a nonchalant tone.

Feng Shen didn't care at all if his personal servant decided to stay or not; after all, what was there to be embarrassed about?

It was simply an inferior being looking upon him, something that was a privilege for her—a huge honor, as no mortal had ever seen him naked in any life.

Hearing those words, Yùn Yì's cheeks flushed a deep crimson, matching the hue of a ripe tomato. "I-I-I-I… I'm sorry! I'll wait outside!" she stammered, flustered.

Embarrassment washed over her, and without waiting for a response, she bolted from the bedroom, slamming the door behind her with a loud thud.

Such a sight made Feng Shen smile sadistically, a glint of mischief dancing in his golden eyes. He bit his finger, suppressing the urge to act out.

The innocence from his personal servant was almost intoxicating; it stirred a dark excitement within him.

'So pure… so naive.' Feng Shen wanted so badly to toy with her to death.

However, he knew he ultimately couldn't indulge those urges, so he shook his head internally, pushing aside the thoughts.

With a resigned sigh, Feng Shen got dressed into the dark green robe his personal servant had prepared for him.

He then glanced in the mirror, running a hand through his yellow hair to ensure it was neat.

"Alright… Let's get this over with… Hopefully it doesn't take too long…" Feng Shen said to himself.

He would much rather immerse himself in the techniques outlined in the manuals, eager to spend the entire day mastering them, then engage in conversation with anyone.

Feng Shen walked over to the door and opened it.

The moment he stepped out, he was greeted by the sight of his personal servant.

Closing the door behind him, Feng Shen found her waiting for him, her cheeks still flushed with embarrassment.

Yùn Yì was fidgeting slightly, unable to meet the Second Young Master's eyes.

She desperately wished she could hide her head in a hole and never come out.

'Uh~ he definitely thinks I'm a pervert!'

"Are you coming or not?" Feng Shen asked in a friendly tone as he began to walk, not wanting to spend the entire day standing around.

Snapping out of her embarrassment, Yùn Yì nodded her head like a chicken, pecking up and down. "Coming!"

She didn't want to keep the Second Young Master waiting.

So, Yùn Yì hurried after, slowing down as she caught up with him, and once behind him, kept the same paste.

As they walked in silence...

Yùn Yì was lost in her own little world:

'His back is so wide… much wider than mine… It looks like it's protecting me…'

Yùn Yì couldn't help but gawk. However, the moment she realized what she was doing, she shook her head and placed both her hands on her cheeks:

'Ah! What am I doing?! Why am I acting like this?!'