"Master!"
"Master!"
As predicted, within the count of ten, Brother Ying and Chang Mei appeared. The two fellows, drooling at the sight and smell of the golden roasted rabbit oozing with oil, were using both soft and hard tactics, trying various ways to curry favor with Cai Wei.
"Master, I have harvested and ground the cumin you needed, and the crops have been sown too. What else do you need me to plant? I will go right away!" Chang Mei looked at Cai Wei earnestly, with infinite devotion on his face.
"Master, I was so pitiful today, being bewitched by that demoness, almost got caught by those vulgar people to be their pet, Master, please comfort me, sob sob sob..." Brother Ying played the sympathy card, babbling to Cai Wei about his ordeal in the Dressing Pavilion today, like Sister Xiang Lin.
