“Chen Xiaobei offered me such amazing medicinal wine. He should be rewarded! Give him 100 medium-grade Spiritual Stones! After I have my fun tonight, I will pay him more tomorrow!” Ximen Dingjun was ecstatic.

　　Whoa! Three sips of wine, and the reward was 100 medium grade Spiritual Stones!

　　Chen Xiaobei’s mouth dropped open. That was equivalent to 100,000 low-grade Spiritual Stones!

　　This Ximen Dingjun really was the Northern Wilderness overlord’s golden boy, spending his fortune in such a cavalier manner!

　　Had Chen Xiaobei given him a big bottle of Dragon Dick’s Hundred Fruit Moonshine, he might have even rewarded Chen Xiaobei with more than 10,000 Spiritual Stones! Just thinking about it sent chills down Chen Xiaobei’s spine!

　　“Mr. Chen, please come with me! I’ll bring you the Spiritual Stones!” The old man said.

　　“Alright.” Chen Xiaobei nodded.

　　After he had received his payment, he called out to the old man, “Mr. Meng! There’s something I’d like to talk to you about!”

　　“Mr. Chen, are you going to plead on behalf of Wenren Muyue? Forgive me, I’d like to help but I can’t!” Old man Meng had read Chen Xiaobei’s mind.

　　“I do not plan to plead. I would’ve said something in there if I was,” Chen Xiaobei said.

　　“Then, what is it that you want to say?” Old man Meng said.

　　“The Ninth young lord is not completely cured yet. So, he should not lie with any woman just yet. Otherwise, the essence that had just been replenished will be drained again!” Chen Xiaobei said.

　　Old man Meng shook his head and said, “I understand that, but the Ninth Young Lord is a reckless pleasure-seeker. The Temple doctors had advised him to stay away from women but he refused to listen. That is how he got himself in this mess today.”

　　The neck and the tip of the old man’s ears were scarlet red, and he was slurring a little. Clearly, a sip of the Hundred Fruit Dragon Dick’s Moonshine had snuck into his head.

　　“Mr. Meng, you don’t look very good. Are you feeling alright?” Chen Xiaobei asked on purpose even though he already knew the answer.

　　“Quite the opposite! My body feels really good! Mr. Chen’s wine is just too incredible! This old man here has not felt like this in so many years! It’s as if I’ve regained the energy of my youth!” Old man Meng said, looking a little tipsy.

　　“Old man?” Chen Xiaobei pretended to look surprised.

　　“Oh!” Old man Meng caught himself. “Since Mr. Chen has gained the ninth young lord’s approval, I’ll just be honest with you! I am the young lord’s personal bodyguard. I’m only wearing this mask to fool people!”

　　Chen Xiaobei slapped his thigh. “Oh, no wonder! The tip of your ears and your neck are red, but your face has not changed at all! Do you want to go take care of that? In case anyone suspects anything?”

　　“Really? I better take care of it then!” Old man Meng said. “The Temple has stipulated that those who are over 30 cannot join the hunting competition. If my cover is blown, it will raise an unwanted precedent. If people start accusing the Temple of being unfair, it would be very troublesome for us all!”

　　“Then you had better hurry!” Chen Xiaobei said.

　　“If I go, who is going to get Wenren Muyue?” Old man Meng frowned.

　　“How about this? Why don’t you go do what you need to do, and I’ll try to advise the young lord against indulging himself tonight? Who knows, he might change his mind!”

　　“Impossible!” The old man said with certainty. “The young lord can’t get his hands off women! On top of that, it’s been a while since he had any sexual release! Now that he has regained his potency, there’s no way to convince him to stay away from Wenren Muyue!”

　　But Chen Xiaobei insisted, “Just let me try! You go take care of your cover, it’ll only take about three minutes. If can’t convince him, it still wouldn’t be too late for you to go fetch Wenren Muyue!”

　　“Heh, three minutes. Even if I give you three days, you wouldn’t be able to convince the young lord!”

　　“If you don’t believe me, why don’t we make a bet?” Chen Xiaobei said. “The young lord awarded me with 100 medium-grade Spiritual Stones just now. If I fail to convince him, you can keep it all. How about that?”

　　“Alright! Since you want to give me your Spiritual Stones so badly, I won’t refuse the offer!’ Old Meng smiled. He really did not believe that Chen Xiaobei could convince Ximen Dingjun, the pervert of all perverts from having his way with Wenren Muyue.

　　“Thank you Old Meng!” Chen Xiaobei said, putting his palm against his fist.

　　“Your mouth says no but your heart says yes, young man! Who said you were not going to plead on behalf of Wenren Muyue?” Old Meng grinned. “I was young once upon a time too! I too, know that it’s hard for a man to resist such a beauty, but the hero is powerless before a ruler! Very weak and vulnerable! Do you understand?”

　　“Thank you Old Meng for that reminder!” Chen Xiaobei said solemnly. “I won’t be rude to the young lord. If I fail, I will get out immediately. I won’t piss him off!”

　　“Mm, I believe that you should know what to do! I’ll have to go now. I’ll be back in three minutes!”

　　“Roger that!”

　　Chen Xiaobei nodded. After the old man left, he turned around and walked into Ximen Dingjun’s tent.

　　“Why are you here? Where’s Wenren Muyue? Call her in now! My manhood has not been this strong for so long. It’s thirsty!”

　　Ximen Dingjun’s face was flushed, his lips and throat were dry, and he was beginning to feel a burning heat under his shirt. He had even already begun stripping.

　　“Old Meng has already gone to get her. He should be back soon!” Chen Xiaobei said. “My medicinal wine is too strong. I wanted to check up on you before they get back, just in case!”

　　“Mmm, okay. Pour me a glass of water! My body feels very hot! It’s like I’m on fire!” Ximen Dingjun said, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

　　“You can’t drink water or the effect of the medicine will be diluted!”

　　“But I’m feeling really hot!” Ximen Dingjun said impatiently. “It’s so hot I’m dying!”

　　“Ninth Young Lord, don’t fret. I have a fan with me. Let me fan you to cool you off!” Chen Xiaobei smiled, taking out a fan from the Infinite Space Ring.

　　“Good, good, good! Hurry up and fan me!” Ximen Dingjun nodded, popping his head out of the tent, shouting. “Is Wenren Muyue here? Why isn’t she here yet?”

　　Chen Xiaobei walked up next to him, spread the fan open and began to fan Ximen Dingjun.

　　An invisible gust of wind drifted into the place between Ximen Dingjun’s brows.

　　Chen Xiaobei pointed a finger at a pole in the tent and sniggered, “There’s a woman more beautiful than Wenren Muyue. Don’t you see her, Ninth Young Lord?”

　　“Wow! She’s gorgeous! How could there be such a beautiful woman in this world? Darling! Don’t run way! Let me take good care of you! Hehehe!”

　　Ximen Dingjun practically ran towards the pole like a wild boar in heat, and began kissing and licking with his hands was all over the pole and his body was twisting and turning.

　　“Ninth Young Lord, this moment could mean a lot to you. You take your time and enjoy yourself!” Chen Xiaobei smiled, and exited the tent.

　　“Ooh! Darling, you are amazing! That’s so good! Ooh, ooh! Ohh!”

　　The loud carnal noises Ximen Dingjun made could be heard all over the camp grounds.