CHAPTER 20: OLD TALE: DISPLEASED

Gu Yun was already worn out, hair messy and those eye bags under his eyes were darker than usual but he was still standing, walking back and forth at the hall 'til morning, biting his nails as he lift his head time to time on the third floor specifically on the direction of the special VIP room where the infamous general was staying.

"Ju Lin....should we ask those guards to knock? It's already afternoon," he said anxiously.

They've been waiting for Zedong to come out since last night but all they saw was the poor wrecked beauties who came out from that room, crying and traumatized.

And Gu Yun has been dead scared since he didn't see Zedong among them moreover, they were ordered not to take foot on the third floor, not one single of them.

"I'm sure he's dead." Ju Lin muttered eyes almost drop down due to her managerial stress.

"Shut up if you have nothing good to say." Gu Yun reprimanded

However, in that room where the side tables got turned over, bedsheets were already resting on the floor, the hanging calligraphies by the walls got ruined when they fell off from their hooks and the fragrance that's made by the scented candles were blended by the heavy air of intense intercourse. The curtains covering the bed were ripped down miserably and there shown two bodies lying on the bed, their bodies close as the other with a thinner and smaller figure were covered my marks and bites while the other person had a contended expression as he slept by his side.

General Xuan Zhen finally had a good sleep for years!

However, Zedong had a pained expression as he dream of the continuous harassment and never-ending penetration he got last night, his eyelids were trembling and his body was still shaking from fear as he continuously dream of it.

He was already crying and begging but every time, the general would turn, lift, or thrust him harder.

Zedong was so scared that he forcefully tried to break from that dream and snap! His eyes opened, panting hard as if he run a kilometer's worth.

Eyes swollen from the cries and there is no clear spot for his body that wasn't tasted, it's all covered with bluish marks and bites.

He wanted to cry but he braced himself and bit his lower lip. He knew that everything wasn't a dream and everything was real so he could only clench his fist as he try to sit up. Leaning in his arm for support.

"Hmmh...." he silently groaned when he tried to raise his body to sit, everything hurts. His butt, his legs, his abdomen, everything, even his throat were sore.

But he then saw the person beside him.

A stranger, a complete stranger who he didn't know and didn't want to give a sh**.

He wanted to kill him right at this moment, blood boiling of killing intent but Zedong wasn't that stupid so he took off his murderous glare and tried to drag himself out of the bed when suddenly, his arm was grabbed.

"Are you disrespecting me?"

A voice sounded, but unlike last night, it was more clear and deep without a hint of drunkenness.

But Zedong started to tremble again, the fear that accumulated to him was great and he couldn't move an inch.

The general frowned, "It's an ethical gesture that a prostitute must not go when the client is still on the bed. Tell me, are you a new recruit?" he asked and raised his foot to rub Zedong's side waist.

The servant immediately flinched but he was too scared to move and could only hang his head low, taking hold of the blanket that covers his lower part.

The general had a teasing smile and propped his cheek on his wrist as he face Zedong's bareback, "I had a good night sleep for the first time in 20 years and it's quite refreshing," He said

"It's all thanks to you, I guess. Are you new here? I felt that last night was the greatest night I experienced, you must have taken a lot of men." he added, continuously expressing his thoughts.

Zedong's hold on the blanket tightened.

"Come tell this excellency your name and I'll reward you worthily."

But Zedong didn't answer, his head was still hanging low.

The general saw this behavior and chuckled, "Oh I see, so you're that hard-to-get-type? Hm? Well, I don't dislike that since your types are all craving for another round." he chuckled and wanted to touch Zedong but his eyes landed on the servant's clothing lying at the side of the bed.

The General's eyes squinted, seeing the brown and cheap silk made only for the servants. No beauties would wear that.

His joyous waking turned sour and without any more teasing, he harshly grabbed Zedong's arm that was still aching since he had grabbed it several times last night.

Zedong was concealing his anger and tears when he felt his whole body turn to face the darkened expression of the general.

Seeing him, the general frowned. He wasn't beautiful like those beauties he embraced, there was no trace of make-up nor skincare on him. Just a plain and dirty servant!

"You...!" he was angered and immediately felt the disrespect.

"You dare to approach me!?" the general exclaimed and choked him.

"You...!" he was completely enraged since no one had ever dared to do this to him.

He was a noble, a general, and an official! How could he bear this humiliation that he slept with a mere servant!?!

Zedong was already red and was struggling under his strength, his air was completely blocked off from his tight grip.

"FU XIN! COME IN!" the general yelled and immediately, the door opened revealing the head guard that was actually his right-hand man.

The head guard didn't care for his naked general or his almost-naked bed warmer who got choked by him.

"You call me, Sir," he responded in a bow

"This...." he couldn't describe Zedong and searched for the ugliest description for him to say but gave up.

"How did this creature enter my quarters?" he asked instead

Fu Xin glanced at Zedong and said, "Replying Sir. He is a servant at this house. He was tasked to deliver your refreshments last night."

The general frowned and turned to Zedong, staring at him in disbelief and disgust, "So...you seduced me?" he snickered and finally let go of his neck as he threw him by the side.

"Where's the head of this house? I wanted to talk to that person." The general started to take his clothes lying on the floor and wear them one by one.

"Replying Sir. The Madam of this house is currently out but we can talk to the acting manager," he replied

"Is that so?" The general had finally worn his inner robe.

He snickered, "This house is a thing ain't it?" he said laughingly

He then turned to Fu Xin, "Do you think I'm that cheap to have them serve me a servant? Even that ugly and unpleasant one? Do you think I can pounce on anyone?" he asked him, his eyes were burning with rage.

Fu Xin knew he was dead when he gives the wrong answer so he could only reply, "No sir."

The general laughed, "Right?!" he laughed like crazy again

And as soon as he ceased down from laughing he said, "Get the servant a good morning shower...." he finally took his outer robe that has the pattern of the golden dragon around it. He wore the robe casually but it immediately wrapped on his body, making the perfect fit as if his hands were already used in undressing and dressing himself.

He stood and took a disdainful look towards Zedong, "...I maybe notorious in my insatiable bed affairs but I would never dare to taste a servant." his eyes flashed disgust as he stare at Zedong who was trying his best to cover his shameful body, eyes red and could only hide his messy emotions.