Chapter 280: Their Feelings Are Pitiable, Their Crimes Deserve Death 2
Chapter 280: Their Circumstances Are Pitiable, Their Crimes Deserve Death 2 (1/3)
Dream Dao Attainment, Opening Scheme Against Cultivators
Dream-Making Expert
The magnificent palace was not desolate in the least.
The Peerless Young Master even heard the sounds of singing and dancing from within the palace walls.
He stepped inside and saw the Wine Pool and Meat Forest.
A group of graceful young maidens, clad only in alluring gauze, chirped and chattered, brimming with vibrant sensuality.
A young man, blindfolded and looking every bit the decadent ruler, was chasing them as if catching butterflies.
The palace was filled with an atmosphere of wanton pleasure.
The Peerless Young Master’s face darkened at once.
He had thought Fang Yun’s current circumstances should be precarious.
If not suffering every torture and shackle, trembling with fear day and night.
Then at the very least, he should be a prisoner in a lightless cell awaiting judgment.
But he never imagined this.
The Fang Yun he saw was clearly in a state of being so content here that he forgot his homeland.
All that was missing was open debauchery in broad daylight.
Such a world of difference in circumstances.
The Peerless Young Master could not help but roar, “You traitorous disciple, you’re really fucking wild with your fun!”
Hearing the roar.
The young man chasing the maidens for pleasure immediately tore off his blindfold in shock.
Amid the maidens’ feigned fright and their throwing themselves into his embrace.
With one on each arm, he raised his head to look at the Peerless Young Master.
With a wicked smile, he tilted his head and thought for a while, only then did his eyes widen in sudden understanding.
“So it’s Master.”
“Your disciple Fang Yun, pays respects to Master.”
After Fang Yun made a perfunctory bow toward the Peerless Young Master, he smiled and pushed the maiden in his arms toward him.
“You lot with no sense.”
“This Prince Consort’s Master has arrived.”
“Hurry up and attend to him properly.”
“Prince Consort, don’t.”
“This one is yours in life, and your ghost in death.”
“I won’t go serve anyone else.”
The maiden pouted coquettishly. After a graceful spin, she tried to throw herself back into Fang Yun’s arms.
Fang Yun’s expression flipped in an instant, and a single palm strike blew apart the maiden’s head.
Amid the spray of blood.
Fang Yun elegantly licked the blood at the corner of his lips.
“Ignorant thing.”
“Master, please do not blame me.”
“Your disciple will find Master someone sensible and attentive.”
As he spoke, Fang Yun swept his gaze across.
The young maidens before him were immediately terrified, trembling with fear, and hurried over to the Peerless Young Master’s side in a fluster.
With stiff, terror-filled compliance, they tried to please the Peerless Young Master.
The Peerless Young Master did not move, but the sword in his hand lit up.
“As expected, mere rouge and powder cannot enter Master’s eyes.”
“It is your disciple’s fault.”