The next morning, the Holy Lord of the Heavenly Sword sat in his chair, worry etched across his face. The entire Heavenly Sword Holy Land had been in an uproar the whole day before, but despite all the efforts, it was like searching for a needle in a haystack—finding out who was missing had proven impossible.
With tens of thousands of people within the Holy Land, there was no way for him to recognize every single one of them by sight. If that Mu Feng were to hold him accountable, losing his position as Holy Lord would be the least of his worries—he'd likely have to face death to atone for this failure.
"No," he muttered to himself, "I need to find a way to appease him. But how can I do that?"
Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he immediately got up and issued orders.
"Bring the Saint to me," he commanded.
The Holy Lord reasoned that no matter how powerful Mu Feng's background was, he was still a young man, full of vitality. Would he be able to resist the allure of a beautiful woman? The Holy Lord felt sure he wouldn't. He had immense confidence in the beauty of their Holy Land's Saint. If it weren't for her special status, even he would have been tempted to take advantage of her.
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Mu Feng woke up slowly and scratched his side with his hands, which were soft.
He opened his eyes and found that he was grabbing Himura's breasts, while Himura was lying in his arms, looking at him happily.
"Young Master, are you awake? Let me help you get dressed."
Himura propped herself up, prepared a new set of clothes for Mu Feng, and began to help Mu Feng put them on piece by piece.
After putting on his clothes, Mu Feng continued to hold the naked Himura in his arms and said with a smile, "Have you been conquered by my cock? You have become so well-behaved after waking up?"
Himura sat on Mu Feng's thighs, with her arms around Mu Feng's neck, and said with some dissatisfaction, "Young Master, what are you talking about? Were you so naughty last night? I will cooperate with you in any position. Now I am marked by you inside and out. From now on, Himura will only be your exclusive maid."
"Hahaha, well said." Mu Feng just liked this kind of conscious woman. He hugged Himura, with an elusive smile on his face, and said, "But you have to remember, you are my personal property now. Only I can see your body and only I can fuck you. If I find out that you have contact with another man, then no matter how much I like you, I will have to destroy you."
It was a standard carrot and stick approach. After giving her sweet treats, he naturally had to give her some warnings to let Himura know that when he doted on her, she was a treasure, but if she dared to betray him, then she would be trash. With his status, it was impossible for him to marry Himura, and she was not even qualified to be a concubine.
At most, she was just Mu Feng's maid, guard and sex slave.
After hearing Mu Feng's words, Himura, who was sitting in Mu Feng's arms, trembled and immediately knelt in front of Mu Feng to express her loyalty.
"I, don't dare. I will always be your personal sex slave. My mouth, my pussy, and my anus belong only to you, my young master."
Looking at Himura kneeling on the ground, Mu Feng smiled. His goal had been achieved and there was no need to continue scaring Himura.
Mu Feng helped her up and patted her fat buttocks. "Okay, put on your clothes. I have some things to deal with today."
"Young Master, someone has arrived. One of them is the Holy Lord of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, and the other is a woman."
After all, Himura is a powerful person with a strong sense of perception.
"Okay, I understand." Mu Feng also sensed it, one step slower than Himura.
At this time, the voice of the Heavenly Sword Saint came from outside the door, "I greet you, sir."
"Come in," Mu Feng said lightly in the house.