"What the heck!"
Doris's move truly stunned Ye Ming.
Because Doris was wearing tight leather pants, the posture of her buttocks directly accentuated her body's curves, making them appear exceptionally full and round.
It was visually striking.
It gave one the urge to personally test its "elasticity."
"Ahem!"
Ye Ming coughed awkwardly and said, "That... that, I was just joking!"
He then averted his gaze.
Otherwise, he truly feared his hands might uncontrollably slap out.
Upon hearing this, the blush on Doris's face intensified, and a hint of unspoken grievance was hidden in her eyes.
...
Kyoto.
The headquarters of the Ancient Martial Artist Association!
The President's office.
An elder with white temples, dressed in a purple robe, gazed at a calligraphy piece on the wall for a long time, lost in thought.
The calligraphy contained only eight characters.
"Clear your heart, forgo desires, follow fate's decree."
It seemed to be a teaching from an elder to a descendant.
It also appeared to be a warning.
"It seems I still haven't grasped these eight words!" the elder in purple sighed, his cloudy eyes filled with confusion.
His heart!
Was in turmoil!
The elder's name was Gu Taiyi, the Grand President of the Ancient Martial Artist Association.
Within the association, there were strict hierarchical divisions.
The position of president alone had three categories.
Regional presidents, Headquarters' vice-presidents, and the Grand President.
Currently, besides the Grand President, the Ancient Martial Artist Association had two vice-presidents and several regional presidents. Their existence was the core of maintaining the association's internal affairs.
Aside from these presidents, Inspectors were also important members of the association.
Simultaneously, they were the sword and shield that maintained harmonious coexistence between ancient martial artists and ordinary citizens.
There were five levels of Inspectors within the association.
The lowest level was Provisional Inspector.
Following that were Low-level, Mid-level, and High-level.
And the highest-ranking Inspectors, in the entire Ancient Martial Artist Association, there were precisely seven.
They were known as the Seven-Star Inspectors.
The title of Seven-Star Inspector could only be obtained through inheritance.
Therefore, the existence of Seven-Star Inspectors was extremely special. In a sense, their status was even above that of the vice-presidents.
Only the Grand President alone could mobilize them.
...
*Knock, knock, knock!*
At this moment, the door to the Grand President's office was knocked upon.
"Enter!"
Gu Taiyi retracted his gaze and sat down in his seat.
"President, the Seven-Star summons has been issued!"
The person who entered was a middle-aged man in his early forties with a steady gait.
His name was Li Shaoze, considered Gu Taiyi's assistant.
"Good! I understand!"
Gu Taiyi waved his hand, signaling him to leave.
"President, you..."
Li Shaoze seemed to hesitate, as if he had something to say.
"Is there anything else?" Gu Taiyi asked, looking at him with a calm expression.
"No! It's just that I feel the President's complexion is not good. Is everything alright!" Li Shaoze said with some concern.
"Hmm?"
Hearing this, Gu Taiyi's eyebrows twitched slightly, clearly displeased!
"I... I have worried too much! I shall take my leave!"
After Li Shaoze cupped his hands in salute, he quickly retreated.
Watching Li Shaoze's retreating back, Gu Taiyi's brow furrowed even deeper.
"Desirelessness! Is this truly something mortals like us can achieve?"
He then let out another sigh that echoed in the air.
...
Meanwhile, Li Shaoze, who had just walked out, glanced back at the direction of Gu Taiyi.
"Why is Gu Taiyi's aura so ethereal?"
Recalling the scene just now, Li Shaoze's brow also knitted. "And why was the Seven-Star summons so sudden?"
These various signs made Li Shaoze sense something unusual.
"It seems I need to return to the clan!"
...
"Ye Ming! Have you finished dealing with your matters?"
Nangong Qianyu walked up to Ye Ming and inquired.
She had been selecting restaurants for today's live stream review, and had finally chosen one.
Ryanseyn, having just broken through, still needed some time to stabilize himself, so he was in seclusion alone.
Ying Qianshi was still observing the movements of various clans in secret.
"Almost!"
Ye Ming glanced at Doris, whose face was slightly flushed, and instructed, "Regarding who to arrange to enter the Ancient Martial Artist Association, let Ying decide on his own. There's no need to seek my opinion!"
"Okay!"
Perhaps recalling something, Doris didn't dare to meet Ye Ming's eyes.
"Let's go!"
Holding Nangong Qianyu's small hand, he then left the villa.
Doris watched the two receding figures, a complex expression flickering in her beautiful eyes.
Among them, there was also a trace of... envy!
...
However, what Ye Ming never expected was that the place Nangong Qianyu chose was the Dream Moon Pavilion, which he had visited that morning.
Even more absurdly, the attendant who greeted them this time was the same one he had encountered that morning.
"This..."
This time, Ye Ming was truly shocked.
"May I ask the two of you... hmm?"
At this moment, the attendant also noticed Ye Ming.
She was equally astonished. "Sir! You... you..."
After a brief moment of shock, she felt delighted.
Because the special method someone had told her had indeed been useful at noon.
And! When using that method, she not only felt no pain but even felt somewhat... comfortable.
"Hi! We meet again!"
Ye Ming also greeted her.
Although he wasn't using his original appearance when he was outside, he didn't change it at random; it was fixed. Therefore, the attendant could recognize him directly.
"You... you two know each other?"
Nangong Qianyu scanned them back and forth, feeling that there was a story here.
"Uh! We just met this morning!" Ye Ming replied truthfully.
"Sir! Is this your... girlfriend?"
The attendant, looking at the elegant and pure Nangong Qianyu, was also stunned by her beauty.
"Yes!"
Ye Ming held Nangong Qianyu's delicate hand. They exchanged a look, feeling an indescribable sweetness.
"Then... then you two are truly a match made in heaven, a perfect couple!"
The attendant said with a smile.
Although the smile was somewhat forced.
She then led them to the private room that Nangong Qianyu had booked in advance.
Along the way, the atmosphere was somewhat... awkward.
"Please, come in, both of you!"
After the attendant left, the waiter who was responsible for taking orders came in.
After choosing the dishes, the waiter also left.
The moment the door was closed, Ye Ming felt as if he were being stared into by an abyss, feeling restless.
"Uh... that, don't look at me like that! It's a bit scary!" Ye Ming forced a smile, pretending to be calm.
"Did you see a certain look just now?"
Nangong Qianyu looked at Ye Ming with a half-smile. However, her smile was somewhat cold.
"A look? What look?"
Ye Ming shook his head, indicating he didn't know.
At this moment, Nangong Qianyu's small hand had already reached for Ye Ming's waist, pinching a piece of tender flesh, and gritting her teeth, she said, "Of course, it's the wistful little look from that attendant!"
Following this, a tragic wail echoed from the private room.
"Ah!"