“If you don’t want to move around, then sleep properly. You’ve only just started recovering from your illness—if you catch cold again, I’ll make you drink two big bowls of herbal medicine.”
Although Su Mu knew Chen Qing was just scaring her, the mere thought of being forced to drink two big bowls of that bitter herbal medicine made her quickly pull her cold-exposed little feet back into the bedding.
She shrank her entire body back into the bedding as well. Being sick felt awful, and she never wanted to drink that bitter medicine again.
After Su Mu shrank back into the bedding, Chen Qing continued eating her meal unhurriedly.
Her ordinary eating motions, enhanced by Chen Qing’s stunning beauty, somehow became a pleasing sight to behold.
Of course, Chen Qing’s face couldn’t seduce Su Mu at all. After all, she was pinned under her and bullied on the bed every single day—she had long since come to hate this face.
Once she was full, sleepiness set in.
Su Mu stared at Chen Qing for a bit, her upper and lower eyelids already starting to fight each other.
The warm bedding drew her completely into dreamland.
After finishing her meal, Chen Qing set down her bowl and chopsticks. Gazing at Su Mu’s peaceful sleeping face, she reached out a finger and lightly flicked her forehead.
“If you dare go provoke other women again in the future, I’ll hack you down with one slash while you’re asleep.”
Although the sleeping Su Mu couldn’t hear Chen Qing’s words, she somehow felt as though she’d been targeted by something dangerous.
Her brows furrowed slightly, adding a touch of wariness to her clear and beautiful features.
Seeing Su Mu’s furrowed brows, Chen Qing stopped trying to scare her. She turned around and tidied up the bowl and chopsticks.
Once everything was cleaned up, Chen Qing took off her boots and slipped into the bedding, drawing the sleeping Su Mu into her arms.
Su Mu shifted uncomfortably in Chen Qing’s embrace for a moment before finding a comfortable position and continuing to sleep.
Holding the Traitorous Shizun’s soft waist, Chen Qing felt an inexplicable sense of calm.
Under the influence of this feeling, Chen Qing’s eyelids grew heavy, and she too drifted off into a deep sleep.
Early the next morning, the piercing sunlight roused Chen Qing from her slumber.
The moment her mind cleared, she sensed something was wrong.
The Traitorous Shizun who had been in her arms was gone, and her own body was tightly wrapped in the bedding, bound outside with several thick hemp ropes.
The missing Traitorous Shizun was barefoot and busy at work.
Su Mu finished securing the fourth hemp rope and looked up to meet Chen Qing’s scarlet eyes.
Seeing that Chen Qing was awake, Su Mu jumped in fright.
But she quickly realized that the Villain before her was now bound with several thick hemp ropes.
No matter how strong this Villain’s martial prowess was, she couldn’t possibly break free from these thick hemp ropes right away, could she?
Having thought it through, Su Mu’s expression instantly turned smug.
“Heh heh, you’re always so arrogant, bullying me every day. This time, I’ve finally got you.”
To Su Mu’s surprise, the bound Chen Qing didn’t struggle at all. Instead, she fixed her scarlet eyes on Su Mu.
Looking at the Traitorous Shizun’s smug expression, Chen Qing found it somewhat amusing.
She truly had no idea what was going through the Traitorous Shizun’s little head—did she really think a few thick hemp ropes could bind a Grandmaster who dominated the world?
That said, Chen Qing was reflecting on herself as well. A Grandmaster, tied up with hemp ropes while sleeping…
If she weren’t the one bound, she’d assume whoever said that was treating her like an idiot.
After all, at the Grandmaster realm, even during sleep, no rustle of wind or grass could escape their perception.
Sneak attacking a Grandmaster was impossible without special methods.
Yet she had indeed been tied up by this silly Traitorous Shizun. Perhaps it was because she’d been holding this Silly Shizun last night.
She’d slept so deeply—ever since she began practicing martial arts, she hadn’t slept that soundly.
She hadn’t even woken when the Traitorous Shizun tied her with the hemp ropes.
But this Traitorous Shizun really was naive. Chen Qing had exposed a flaw as big as a heavenly pit, yet all she did was bind her in the bedding with hemp ropes.
She’d smugly tied off the bottom openings tight, but with this method, even a decent Second-Rate Warrior could break free with ease.
Su Mu had no idea how much Chen Qing had been thinking. She just felt like Chen Qing’s gaze was mockingly amused.
This woman bullied her every day, and now that Su Mu had finally turned the tables, the stinky Villain still dared to mock her. Clearly, she needed to be taught a lesson.
“I’ve also taken your sword far away. Let’s see how you threaten me with it this time. Oh, right—you’re tied up now, so even if I put the sword right in front of you, you couldn’t reach it.”
Su Mu’s first tactic against Chen Qing was verbal humiliation.
Normally, the moment Su Mu got even a little arrogant, this detestable Villain would immediately draw her sword to threaten her.
But now that she was tied up, no matter how much Su Mu taunted her, there was nothing she could do.
Chen Qing glanced at the sword Su Mu had placed by the door. Amused, she even wanted to teach this Traitorous Shizun the proper way to kidnap someone.
Seeing Chen Qing glance at the sword by the door seemed to embolden Su Mu, making her smug expression even smugger.
“Come on, call me Venerable Master. Maybe I’ll go easy on you with the punishment later.”
Going easy was out of the question. This Villain had bullied her so much lately, and as her Shizun, if Su Mu didn’t give her a proper lesson, she’d truly turn the world upside down.
Chen Qing’s behavior was already upside down on a normal day, but Su Mu was confident her punishment would make her obediently call her Venerable Master.
“You really want me to call you that?”
Chen Qing looked at Su Mu. She’d assumed this Traitorous Shizun would grab the sword from inside the room, hold it to her neck, and force her to admit her wrongs.
Maybe even beat her a few times to vent.
But to her surprise, all she was threatening was for Chen Qing to call her Venerable Master.
And even that threat carried zero menace.
This Silly Shizun was even more naive than she’d imagined, her temperament even softer.
“Of course! I’ve trussed you up like a dumpling. If you don’t call me that, am I supposed to call myself?”
Su Mu’s words, which she thought sounded vicious, failed to intimidate Chen Qing in the slightest.
Gazing at the Silly Shizun’s rosy, soft lips, the thoughts in Chen Qing’s mind even began to stray.
Calling this Silly Shizun “Venerable Master” wasn’t impossible—but only on the bed while she was bullying her.
“Are you calling or not? If not, I’m making my move.”
Su Mu glared fiercely at Chen Qing. This Villain was too arrogant—even trussed up like a dumpling, she was still trying to haggle.
But Su Mu wouldn’t let her stay arrogant for long. Once she unleashed her revenge, she refused to believe the woman would stay stubborn.
“Fine, I’ll call. But I’m thirsty—my throat’s dry. It wouldn’t sound sincere if I called out like this.”
Seeing Su Mu’s earnest little expression, Chen Qing couldn’t resist the urge to tease her.
“Thirsty? You’re talking to me perfectly fine right now. Don’t try to fool me.”
