Yan Zhong felt his mind galloping with a hundred thousand filthy horses, this guy couldn't possibly be his subordinate...

If he were, how could he be so stupid? This is outright challenging that Evil God's authority, damn it!

Yan Zhong was speechless, making his underling bewildered, almost wanting to loudly ask what was going on.

Yan Zhong hastily stopped the underling who wanted to talk, but even a slight movement of his hand made tears roll down from the pain. Yan Zhong struggled to say, "No nonsense, don't talk, don't move."

The underling responded with an "Oh" and then stepped forward to support Yan Zhong, thinking that the boss might be overworked and couldn't even stand on his own.

So, he supported Yan Zhong to help him sit down.

Yan Zhong was screaming inside, "Damn it, get away from me, don't touch me."

But he was forcibly seated on the ground by that underling, causing him to break out in a cold sweat from the pain. His lips turned pale, his face ashen, and all he could do was mentally plead, "I'm begging you, you are my boss, just leave me alone."

Unfortunately, the underling did not grasp his meaning and continued fawningly massaging Yan Zhong's back...

Yan Zhong was in extreme pain, to the point where he started frothing at the mouth. He swore that if he survives this disaster, he would definitely kill this underling first.

"Boss, are you feeling comfortable?" The underling was massaging from behind and did not see that Yan Zhong was already in so much pain that he was frothing at the mouth.

"Comfortable, my ass!" Yan Zhong replied in his mind, as his consciousness started to blur.

"Boss, is it feeling better? Let me relax your shoulders a bit, you take a rest." After saying this, the underling grabbed Yan Zhong's arm and started shaking it.

"Damn it, you cursed ancestor of eighteen generations, damn dog, you won't die a good death. If I don't die, I will make sure you do." After shouting this internally, Yan Zhong decisively fainted...

The underling thought Yan Zhong was just too tired, so he helped set Yan Zhong's body upright again.

Yan Zhong was racked with pain, having passed out only to be awakened again by the excruciating discomfort.

When Yan Zhong came to, he glanced at the underling whose smile was as bright as a blooming flower, and promptly fainted again.

He couldn't take it anymore; if he weren't in such a high and powerful position under Mao Zhan, enjoying life, he would've rather died immediately.

...

As night hastily passed, the Duke of Thunder had slept outside the small wooden house for a night. Upon waking in the morning, he was covered in dew. He endured the pain coming from his leg, shook off the dew, and stood up, waiting for Ye Hao to get up.

The reason he stood was that he needed something from Ye Hao, hoping to make a good impression; otherwise, if Ye Hao became too disappointed in him, his plans would be doomed even before being implemented.

Meanwhile, about a hundred meters away from the small wooden house, Yan Zhong and others were slightly feeling better, but due to the long period without movement, their bodies were sore all over, yet they couldn't move a bit, so they just continued to endure.

For Yan Zhong, however, he realized that in this life, no pain could surpass what he endured that night from his underling's torment. That night, he experienced all kinds of life's pains and even ached whenever he moved, as if his bones were being scraped.

Yan Zhong lay with vacant eyes, occasionally twitching, indicating the unbearable torment he suffered from night till dawn, which no one dared to endure nor even look directly at.

Ye Hao and Lin Ruyu along with a few other women slept until eleven o'clock in the morning. By eleven, in the city, it would almost be lunchtime, but Ye Hao and the group had come out this time to relax, so they weren't in a hurry to get up early.

Ye Hao slept soundly without worrying about anyone outside having ill intentions toward them because Ye Hao had activated the eighth-generation defense system before sleeping. If anyone crossed the boundary set by Ye Hao, the system would sound an alarm.

In the noon, the women woke up but continued to lazily lie in bed, reluctant to get up.

They slept so comfortably; the sunlight streamed through the window, but inside the small wooden house, it was always cool and cozy, making them sleep so peacefully and comfortably.

Although they were woken up several times at night, after Ye Hao went out once, nobody disturbed them anymore.

Even Ye Hao was drowsily groping around and touched Xia Zhu beside him, who slapped Ye Hao's hand, letting out a faint sound of "yawn."

Ye Hao, riding on the drowsiness, kept feeling, thinking about how soft it was and how comfortable it felt to touch...

Initially, Xia Zhu let out a barely audible "yawn," but eventually, as Ye Hao's touch invoked feelings, she inadvertently let out a moan.

After moaning, Xia Zhu realized something was off, quickly slapped Ye Hao's hand away, then got up and went to the bathroom inside the room.

Only she knew what she was doing in the bathroom.

After getting rid of Xia Zhu, Ye Hao seized the opportunity to go behind Fang Ni and took advantage again using the same method.

After a bout of playful antics, it was almost noon, and Ye Hao's stomach growled, compelling him to get up like a mountain king.

"Ladies, your husband's hungry, go cook something to eat." After saying that, Ye Hao lifted Lin Ruyu's blanket.

Lin Ruyu's waist, so slender you could encircle it with your hand, under the thin lace nightgown revealed faint glimpses of her sensitive curves, painting such an enticing picture.

The women all got out of bed, got dressed, and went to prepare a meal for Ye Hao.

Upon opening the door, Fang Ni noticed a strange man standing at the bottom of the stairs, she stepped back and shut the door, looking at Ye Hao, and asked, "Honey, why is there someone outside?"

Ye Hao slightly sensed and knew who it was, so he smiled and said, "Go make the meal; don't mind him."

"Then who is he..."

"The second son of the Bamboo Union Gang's boss, Lei Long, named Duke of Thunder." Ye Hao didn't hide it from them; after all, he had nothing to do with the Bamboo Union Gang.

"Is he here for you, or what?" Fang Ni, being from the Ministry of State Security, always aimed to safeguard the nation, eliminating dangerous elements within Huaxia, so upon hearing Ye Hao mention someone from the Bamboo Union Gang, she sensitively pondered whether Treasure Island intended to send someone to test the waters on the mainland.

"Who cares who he's looking for? While on vacation, even the Celestial King himself can't compete with me spending time with my wives." Ye Hao laughed.

The women, hearing this, smiled with satisfaction.

Fang Ni opened the door and went outside, when the Duke of Thunder quickly greeted her, "Hello, may I ask..."

"Haha, he's asleep. If you have any matters, wait for him to wake up and then talk." Fang Ni didn't put on a cold face, instead, she replied amiably with a sweet smile.

"Okay, okay, thank you." The Duke of Thunder, seeing how polite Fang Ni was, assumed a more respectful demeanor towards her.

"Haha, no problem." After saying that, Fang Ni went to the kitchen to tinker with things.

At this time, Xia Zhu came out...

The Duke of Thunder was dumbfounded by the scene, could there really be two women serving one husband?

And that wasn't all; Su Qing, dressed and holding toothpaste and a toothbrush, also came out to wash up.

The Duke of Thunder was once again shocked.

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