Red Envelope Group of the Three Realms

They could have continued moving forward, but Lu Changwei was adamant on setting camp here.

That meant that the Overgrown Forest Hidden Treasure was just nearby, and the reason Lu Changwei wanted to stay the night was because he was waiting for someone!

Just as expected!

After the tents were built, more than a dozen of men joined them at the camp.

Lu Changwei brought his group of lackeys to greet the men.

Chen Xiaobei did not need to be told that that was the venerable Ninth Young Lord.

“I thought that Lu Changwei would open the hidden treasure by force, confirm the legend first, and then invite the Ninth Young Lord over! Who would’ve expected Lu Changwei to invite him over now?!” Chen Xiaobei was even more excited now. “It looks like the Overgrown Forest hidden treasure really does exist! If they don’t make a move tonight, I will have to come up with a plan. I’ll need to find a way to get to the hidden treasure before they do and swipe it clean!”

“Mr. Chen, what are you thinking about? You seem very distracted today, very strange.” Wenren Muyue walked over to Chen Xiaobei, her hands behind her back, like an obedient little sister.

“I wasn’t thinking about anything.” Chen Xiaobei shrugged. “Everyone had gone to greet the honorable guest. Why aren’t you there with them?”

“Please! What honorable guest? He’s just another pervert!”

This made Chen Xiaobei laugh. “Lady Wenren is a gentle and graceful lady. For you to describe someone like that could only mean that that bugger is no good! There’s no need then to go and greet him!”

“Mr. Chen, you really have a way with words!” Wenren Muyue gave him a slight smile. “Ah, forget it. Let’s go be polite or he’ll make things difficult for us later!”

“I have to go too?”

“Mm, yes!” Wenren Muyue nodded. “That guy is not just a pervert, he’s also easily offended and holds on to grudges! If you don’t go and he takes offence, your life might be in danger!”

This piqued Chen Xiaobie’s interest. “This guy is that powerful? If I don’t bow to him, my life will be in danger? Now, I really want to go and take a look at him!”

“Let’s go.” Wenren Muyue nodded, put her smile away and went with Chen Xiaobei.

“Greetings, Ninth Young Lord! It’s great to finally be able to meet you in person! You really are so masculine and good looking!”

“Greetings, Ninth Young Lord! I’ve heard a lot about you! You are really famous! My admiration for you is like the waters of the rivers!”

“Greetings, Ninth Young Lord!”

Chen Xiaobei and Wenren Muyue were approaching the group when they heard all the buttering.

What was more insane was that they had to line up to do it!

“Who is this guy?” Chen Xiaobei was burning with curiosity.

“The master of the Temple, aka The Lord of Northern Wilderness, has nine sons.” Wenren Muyue explained. “This is Ninth Young Lord, the Lord of Northern Wilderness’s youngest and favorite son!”

“Oh, I get it now. He’s the number one rich brat of Northern Wilderness Starfield! No wonder he dares to act in such arrogant manner!”

It was no wonder the Lu family was willing to gift the entire Overgrown Forest hidden treasure to this Ninth Young Lord.

With his status as Ninth Young Lord and his father’s adoration for him, the Lu family’s investment in him would benefit Lu Changwei’s future greatly as well as the Lu family’s future!

After a while, the crowd before them had dispersed, and Chen Xiaobei and Wenren Muyue finally made it to the front.

Chen Xiaobei finally saw the Ninth Young Lord’s “flawless face”: A chubby head flanked by large ears, and a gold chain about the width of a thumb hanging around his neck. His clothes were exquisite and of the finest quality, and he wore a storage ring on each of his fingers!

Chen Xiaobei immediately thought of the nouveau riche back on earth.

Of course, Chen Xiaobei was never one to judge a book by its cover. Instead, he used his Netherspirit Battlescouter to check the Ninth Young Lord’s strength.

Ding!

[Cultivation: Middle phase of Celestial Cultivation; Lifespan: 250; Health: 80,000; Combat power: 99,800]

Chen Xiaobei wanted to laugh when he saw the Ninth Young Lord’s combat power.

This bugger put on a high and mighty front, looking as if he was someone of capacity, when in fact, his combat power was nowhere near Little Fatty Dong. What a useless piece of junk.

His health was also pretty interesting.

Others might not know why his health would be lower than his combat power, but Chen Xiaobei could see that this idiot was too indulgent in debauchery that he was pumped dry by women! One word: Void!

“Greetings, Ninth Young Lord!” Wenren Muyue greeted politely, the look in her eyes impassive.

“There’s no need to be so polite, Muyue!” This Ninth Young Lord really was a concupiscent sod. When he saw Wenren Muyue, his eyes glimmered with lust, and he wet his lips hungrily. “We’ve not seen each other for so long, and yet you are still as beautiful as a flower, gorgeous like an angel!”

“You’re too kind, Ninth Young Lord. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving.” Wenren Muyue said.

“Must there be something, only then I could chat with you?”

There was a coldness in the Ninth Young Lord’s eyes.

“No.” Wenren Muyue shook her head. “You know that my body is weak, and we’ve been out the whole day. I don’t have much energy left in me. I hope you understand.”

“Nonsense! I could sense that that your vital force is much better than before! Wenren Jinghao allowing you come here would only mean that you’ve recovered! Don’t try to fool me!” Ninth Young Lord barked.

“I…” Wenren Muyue did not know what to say. She was so frustrated. This Ninth Young Lord was not only a pervert, he’s also a petty betty with skin as thick as a rhino’s!

He was like a Dogskin Plaster. Once you stick it on, you can never shake it off!

“Greetings, Ninth Young Lord!” Chen Xiaobei spoke up. “Wenren Muyue does need rest, or else she wouldn’t be able to wake up on time tomorrow and might delay the journey!”

“Huh? What are you? Who are you to interrupt?” The young lord rolled his eyes. He did not even so much so as glance at Chen Xiaobei.

Anger burned inside Wenren Muyue. “Ninth Young Lord! This is Mr. Chen! He’s my personal traditional Chinese medicine doctor whom my father hired. If it had not been him, I would not be standing here today!”

“Traditional Chinese medicine doctor? Him?” The young lord said mockingly. “He’s just a green-horned little plaything. How is he even qualified to be called a traditional Chinese medicine doctor? Wenren Jinghao is an Elder of the Temple. How could he fall for a scam like this? What a joke!”

The other people around them chortled and sniggered, especially Lu Changwei and his group of lackeys.

“Mr. Chen really is a traditional Chinese medicine doctor! My father was not tricked!” Wenren Muyue denied.

“Enough!” Ninth Young Lord said. “One look and I can tell that his is a Jianghu fraud! Seize him and cut off his head!”