"Teacher Ye!"
Upon hearing this address, Ye Ming turned around, only to nearly bump into a heaving embrace.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly, leaning back slightly to evade the "attack" from the woman accompanying Yuan Kun.
When her embrace missed, a hint of disappointment clearly flickered in the woman's eyes.
Obviously, she recognized Ye Ming's identity.
"Teacher Ye! I really like you, can you give me an autograph?" The woman rummaged through her designer handbag, pulled out a notebook, and presented it to Ye Ming, visibly excited. https:/
"This..."
Ye Ming was somewhat bewildered.
An autograph?
This seemed to be the first time someone had asked him for an autograph.
However, it wasn't entirely surprising.
After all, he had deliberately altered his appearance when he was out before, never revealing his true face, so others naturally wouldn't recognize him.
"You... what did you call him! Teacher... Teacher Ye?"
At this moment, Yuan Kun also snapped out of the conversation Ye Ming and Yuan Ling had been having, not quite understanding what had happened.
"That's right! He is Teacher Ye! He defeated President Gu before, a peak Martial God powerhouse!"
Speaking of Teacher Ye, the woman's eyes clearly sparkled with a fervent glow, becoming even more intense.
"What! He... he is the one being hotly discussed online... Teacher Ye!"
Upon learning this identity, Yuan Kun's legs almost turned to jelly. He stammered nervously, "And... and a peak Martial God powerhouse! This..."
Recalling what he had just said, Yuan Kun felt as though the heavens had played a massive trick on him.
He had originally just wanted to impress his girlfriend and have a good night. But now, he had stumbled into the hands of a peak Martial God powerhouse.
"This..."
The woman looked at her boyfriend's trembling legs, her eyes filled with disdain.
"Teacher Ye! Look..."
She held the notebook and slowly leaned her body closer to Ye Ming.
Whether intentional or not, as she held the notebook out to Ye Ming with her hands clasped in front of her chest, the proud curves of her ample bosom were fully displayed, giving the impression of imminent eruption.
Coupled with the alluring gaze in her eyes and her shy, hesitant expression, it was an invincible weapon against the opposite sex.
Ye Ming, witnessing this, almost fell for it.
"Next time! I have urgent business, I'm leaving!"
Just as the woman was about to lean into Ye Ming's arms, he transformed into a streak of light and vanished.
Due to inertia, the woman couldn't stabilize herself in time and stumbled forward a few steps, narrowly avoiding a fall.
Even so, she appeared somewhat disheveled.
...
Returning to Villa Number Ten, it was already close to one in the morning.
"Modern women... sigh!"
Recalling the events, Ye Ming could only let out a light sigh.
He then observed the women; without exception, they were all diligently cultivating.
Regarding this, Ye Ming's eyes held nothing but relief and gratitude.
As cultivators, they could naturally rest through meditation. However, while this could alleviate physical fatigue,
it did not provide mental rest.
Yet, for Ye Ming's future benefit, they were willing to make silent sacrifices.
"Once we move to Villa Number One, I will significantly accelerate all of your cultivation speeds!"
...
The next morning, before the women came downstairs, Ye Ming had already prepared breakfast.
Notably, the spread today seemed more lavish than usual, with some new and creative dishes.
These were all items Ye Ming had deliberately researched from "Immortal Cuisine." It had taken him two to three hours to prepare these breakfast items.
He had started preparing at five in the morning.
"Young Master! Is today a special occasion! So much food prepared?" As Ye Ming brought the last dish to the table, Dorrisa was the first to descend the stairs.
As she was a Shadow Guard herself, waking up early was a habit she had long cultivated.
Ye Ming looked up, his gaze falling upon the golden-haired beauty with a hint of languor still on her face, and instantly felt that the morning sun was exceptionally bright.
"There's no special occasion today, it's just because your Young Master is exceptionally happy!" Ye Ming looked at all the breakfast items on the table, filled with a sense of accomplishment.
"Then, Young Master must tell me what has made you so happy!" Dorrisa walked over to Ye Ming, her beautiful eyes blinking.
In the past, such a playful demeanor was absolutely impossible to see in Dorrisa.
"Do you really want to know!"
Ye Ming sat down at the dining table, beckoned her over, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
"Of course!"
Although Dorrisa knew he had ulterior motives, she followed Ye Ming's instructions and sat on his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck, her face slightly flushed. "Now, Young Master can tell me, right!"
In the early morning, the yang energy was already high. Combined with the soft elasticity and warm touch from her lap, Ye Ming felt completely ignited. "Before I tell you, shouldn't you pay some form of compensation?"
Ye Ming stared at those fiery red lips, his gaze growing more intense.
"Young Master! Do you mean this?"
Dorrisa lowered her head slightly, bringing what he expected to his lips.
"Exactly! It's this!"
Ye Ming tilted his head slightly and savored the sweetness that belonged entirely to Dorrisa.
Three minutes later, he was content.
"Young Master! Can you tell me now?"
At this moment, Dorrisa was nestled in Ye Ming's arms, feeling as though she was melting.
But before Ye Ming could speak, a laugh echoed from upstairs: "Yes! We also want to know what has made the great Young Master Ye so happy?"
As she spoke, several women, led by Nangong Qianyu, descended.
Now, Dorrisa, who was in Ye Ming's arms, felt her mind go completely blank. Her current posture was simply... too embarrassing to be seen.
Subsequently, Nangong Qianyu and the others took their seats, looking at Dorrisa, who dared not meet their gazes. They all smiled knowingly but said nothing.
After all, she was still sitting on Ye Ming's lap at that moment.
"Sister Dorrisa! What are you guys doing?"
In the midst of it all, only the innocent little Aiyin, who didn't quite grasp the situation, asked with wide-eyed curiosity.
Upon hearing this, Dorrisa wished she could find a crack in the ground to disappear into.
"Quick... quickly put me down!"
Feeling Ye Ming's arm still tightly around her waist, Dorrisa's face was almost draining of color.
Finally, Ye Ming released Dorrisa.
"Alright! You're all just curious why I prepared so much breakfast today, aren't you?" He looked at the women, changing the subject and also alleviating Dorrisa's embarrassment.
"Yes! Why?"
Everyone was curious about this.
"The answer is simple..."
Ye Ming stood up, his eyes filled with seriousness and emotion.
His gaze swept across Fang Junxue, Nangong Qianyu, Du Yuemian, Yan Yinluo, Dorrisa, and Xiao Aiyin, before he smiled warmly:
"Because I want to thank you all!"