"This is just absurd. Who knows where these twisted ideas came from? If whipping was really that effective, why don't we see perfect scores in the college entrance exams..."
Master Fuli ranted harshly, criticizing Treasure Tree's grotesque display resembling a villainous landlord. How had a good tree ended up learning these ridiculous and twisted concepts?
Once back from Peace Island, he immediately planned to call Su Qiyuan and Bai Tao to have them, as retired teachers, re-enter the workforce to teach Treasure Tree some political thought classes.
"Huh?"
Treasure Tree scratched its head, looking utterly confused at Master Fuli before continuing to pick out a nanny.
It didn't like greenhorns, nor those Treasure Trees with parasites and odd noises.
Its favorite ones were Ba Mountain Mosquito and Momo, but unfortunately, one worked for Master Fuli and the other had classes every day.
"Absurd..."
Master Fuli shook his head, unwilling to pay any more attention to Treasure Tree's antics of choosing a nanny by tapping their backs and chests.
Master Fuli took a step forward, pondered for a moment, then perched himself atop the bunny girl's head, crouched down, lifted his head proudly, and said, "Take me to the restaurant, I want to eat!"
"Alright, Lord Fox..." The bunny girl heard Master Fuli's old London-accented English and responded kindly, not showing any surprise.
In their place, it wasn't uncommon to see a Beastman knight riding behind the noble lords into the castle.
Compared to the noble lords, those Beastmen were rather clumsy, but this one wasn't big enough to be a threat.
Hmm... such silky white fur.
"???"
Sitting in the carriage, Miyel heard Master Fuli speaking English and instantly shot out a series of question marks.
"Master Fuli... wasn't it said that he wouldn't learn a foreign language unless the school exploded for a day?"
Back in Outer, Master Fuli had clearly stated he didn't understand foreign languages. Because Miyel couldn't speak Xia Country language, he had gotten a couple of smacks with a cigarette lighter.
But...
Miyel's expression froze, a subtle look on his face, as he signaled the driver to head to the night market, not dwelling any further on Master Fuli's old London accent.
Isn't it that he's not fluent in foreign languages, instead he's probably expertly feigning ignorance while eavesdropping!
"Giddy-up—"
The mercenary snapped the whip heavily on the unicorn pulling the carriage, making the horse let out a painful cry, and the other three unicorns, startled, quickly spat out the reins, rolled up their sleeves, and dragged the driving mercenary down for a good beating.
A moment later.
The mercenary, with a mushroom on his head, breathlessly dragged the carriage down the street, while the mare, having taken a whip, sat in the driver's seat, cracking whips joyfully at the mercenary.
And the villagers on the street, with expressions as though they had seen it all before, watched the scene unfold.
The lord unicorn only carries the noble lord, the status of the knight lord isn't quite as high as the unicorn lord.
When the noble lord is there, the unicorn pulls the carriage, when the noble lord isn't, it's naturally the knight lord pulling the unicorn.
......
As the split operations proceeded, Master Fuli had already arrived in a grand banquet hall, completely empty, with only gilded pillars standing on each side.
The bunny girl, carrying Master Fuli, entered the room and looked towards the butler waiting in the banquet hall: "Prepare the meal immediately, Lord White Fox has returned victorious and is weary, he needs to eat."
"Yes." The well-dressed butler nodded and hurried away to instruct the maids to prepare meals for twenty people.
Meanwhile, a group of servants quickly moved tables and chairs, swiftly assembling them before Master Fuli, spreading a tablecloth over the table with a flourish, and lighting a candle for illumination.
Four maids in low-cut black dresses, at each corner of the room, set up stepladders, climbed to the approximately six-meter-high vaulted ceiling, facing the corners, lifted their hands to rub stress balls vigorously.
Then, under Master Fuli's puzzled gaze, bright light shone on the walls, illuminating the entire dim banquet hall through diffuse reflection, creating a very atmospheric ambiance.
But.
Occasionally, there would be strange noises from the lights, but whenever the voltage became unstable, the bunny girl would shout, stabilizing the voltage through intelligent voice control.
"......"
Master Fuli's cheek twitched slightly, already unsure how to describe the scene before him.
All he could say was that Ah Qing's embrace was warm, and wouldn't frazzle him with a flashbang.
"My lord, please....."
Before the main course arrived, a basket of white bread had already been served, along with white ceramic bowls of jam and slices of foie gras, all placed on a tray by the butler and presented one by one before Master Fuli.
"There should be more guests, right?"
Seeing the food being served, Master Fuli asked the butler with a question.
At the round dining table, there were three high-backed chairs. He occupied one, propped up by thirteen books, while another was cushioned by six or seven books, letting Treasure Tree sit with its chest just above the table, not obstructing its food-grabbing efforts.
But the high-backed chair directly opposite him had no cushion, clearly meant for an adult to sit on.
"This..."
The butler froze, furrowing his brows, looking somewhat confused at the third high-backed chair. He distinctly remembered the bunny girl mentioning two lords, one being the fox, the other a little girl, and he had specifically instructed the servants to prepare two chairs, but now....
"I sincerely apologize, I now....." The butler meant to apologize and remove the extra chair, but at that moment, his eyes unexpectedly turned hazy, a layer of fog clouding them, as he spoke in a low voice:
"Yes, my lord, there is indeed another guest, a beautiful lady who is meticulously grooming herself for a delightful candlelight dinner with you. She even mentioned she had been preparing for quite a while for today's meeting...."
"While the setting is somewhat simple, this is the best that can be prepared on Peace Island."
Having finished speaking, the butler departed without pause to oversee the chef's meal preparations.
"Old Li's electronic suppression isn't quite right! She's already back home early, taking a bath upstairs..."
Looking at the white bread on the table, Master Fuli pushed the bread aside disdainfully, grabbed a fork, and skewered a slice of ham, devouring it.
"Clack, clack, clack..."
The Triangular Hammer, loaded with a heavy hammer, kicked open the door, delivering a forceful kick to the bunny girl's rear, sending her skidding across the floor.
The bunny girl, utterly baffled, watched wide-eyed as the Triangular Hammer walked up to the fox and stood like the most competent butler, awaiting his commands with a serious expression.
Though it was just a ball, the bunny girl truly saw the words 'awaiting instructions' on this sphere.
"Clack, clack, clack..."
Before the main course arrived, again there was a rush of footsteps outside, a maid in a black dress pushed open the front door and entered, standing guard on either side of the entrance.
Subsequently, male servants quickly brought several wooden crates into the room, and soft, elegant music started playing in the banquet hall, with rhythmic footsteps echoing softly in the hallway.
A woman in a grand white gown, adorned with pale gold lace trim patterns, and highlighted by her dark blonde hair that had been tightly pulled back and styled into a solar-shaped bun, without bangs or any stray hairs hanging down, appeared at the door.
Her deep-set features, combined with her makeup and lavish white gown, accentuated her swan-like neck.
Surrounded by black-dressed maids holding her long train, she entered slowly and elegantly.
"Vimal? Seeing you in clothes, I almost didn't recognize you for a moment."
Seeing the woman dressed in a grand gown with her hair meticulously styled and a solemn demeanor, Master Fuli's expression was visibly stunned for a while because he realized he didn't seem to know this woman.
But upon closer look, isn't this woman the target he sought for this trip, Vimal?
On social media, Vimal usually appeared as a quintessential bohemian beauty, either lying in a bikini on a yacht, boasting her attributes from above, or posing in sexy lingerie, capturing her freshly woken state in the full-length mirror at home for her followers to see.
"Hehehe... because the photos I post on social media mainly highlight my figure, most people remember my body, not my face."
"I didn't expect you to be the same, Master Fuli." Vimal chuckled softly and looked at Master Fuli, saying:
"Since you enjoy my figure, there should be no problem if I call you 'darling,' right?"