Chaotic World Book-Chapter 490 - 477: Plays Continued to This Day

The blind girl found Zhao Changhe shamelessly claiming her arrangement as "fate" to flirt with Sisi, and his love talk was both goofy and awkward.

Actually, Zhao Changhe himself felt a bit regretful after saying that. Wasn’t this making the blind girl seem like fate itself?

Ptui.

You wish you were above me.

However, stepping back from the blind girl’s arrangement, it seemed indeed destined. At least, every time they ended up together in the bath, dragging her into the tub couldn’t possibly be the blind girl’s doing!

Sisi bit her lip and stared at him for a long time, muttering, "Aren’t you letting go? You want to force me?"

Zhao Changhe released her slender wrist, and Sisi immediately raised the dagger in her hand as if to stab him.

Zhao Changhe glared.

"Saint Envoy! Saint Envoy?" A panicked voice of maids came from outside the door, "What’s that noise?"

Someone pushed the door open and immediately stiffened, carefully retreating backwards.

The dagger in Sisi’s hand disappeared at some moment, and Zhao Changhe was boldly embracing her while she obediently leaned against him.

"What? You have a problem with the Holy Daughter attending to this envoy?"

"No, not daring..."

The maids ran off terrified, swiftly closing the door behind them.

It was quiet inside the room.

Both their breathings became somewhat hurried, and their minds briefly blanked out, not knowing where to start.

But with Sisi leaning against his bare chest, and Zhao Changhe holding her boneless slender waist, neither thought to let go or to step out of the tub to talk.

It had to be admitted, Sisi’s body was so soft, so fragrant...

After a long while, Zhao Changhe found a barely relevant topic, "So how come you suddenly have a Storage Ring...Did Thief Saint just gift his precious apprentice?"

Sisi said irritably, "I’ve always had a Storage Ring, just never showed it to you before. This kind of thing is rare outside, but in the Spirit Clan, it’s quite common. We even have records of the crafting technique, but unfortunately, no one can make it, only inheriting what’s passed down."

Zhao Changhe’s eyes also lit up.

Sisi smirked seductively, "Does the Saint Envoy want us to offer it up..."

With their current poses, were you talking about offering up the ring crafting technique or something else?

Zhao Changhe gulped and said sternly, "How audacious of you, daring to assassinate an envoy! Good thing it’s me, if it were someone else, what would have happened!"

"Haha..." Sisi giggled, "Falling into your hands, what’s the difference? My situation doesn’t seem any better now."

Zhao Changhe: "..."

Sisi looked up at him, her eyes smiling, "You can’t bear it, can you?"

Zhao Changhe pursed his lips and did not reply.

Sisi seemed somewhat disappointed and sighed, "Really lovesick but too timid. Is it because the female envoy is Sister Yue?"

Zhao Changhe said, "I’m not, don’t talk nonsense about me, where would I get lovesick...no, I’m asking about how you got the courage to assassinate an envoy, can you not digress?"

Sisi replied, "Don’t you see yourself as a formidable figure? Those ranked thirty or forty on the Human List were all slain by your sword. In external discussions, your real level is considered top of the Human List, so what’s so strange about running into a snag trying to kill you...Really thought any envoy would have that capability?"

Zhao Changhe wondered, "But that’s Forbidden Land. Aren’t supposed to be hidden experts from the Heaven, Earth, and Human List everywhere?"

"Overthinking it, where are so many experts?" Sisi said, "At least from the previous days’ envoy levels, they were about the same as me."

"You shouldn’t take such risks even if they are about the same as you."

"Even if I were captured, what does it have to do with you? Do I belong to you?"

The atmosphere quieted down.

The two, drenched, hugged each other, Sisi looking up to meet his gaze, her eyes misty and unclear.

Zhao Changhe feared this unclear mistiness because he still didn’t understand Sisi’s intentions. In the past, it might have been a protective color, or maybe a desperate act, but what about after this reunion? In theory, they didn’t have that kind of relationship, yet day by day, those little interactions...what was she thinking...

But he knew he truly didn’t want Sisi to be with someone else...What was this stance?

Was she his?

Sisi’s lips slowly began to curl into a smile. She could feel the tension that Changhe had shown during their last bath, yet this time, it was notably absent... In his attitude, there was a rare showing of compassion and... desire.

She couldn’t tell if it was sexual desire, protective impulse, or possessiveness, or perhaps all three? This desire was now openly displayed before her for the first time.

Sisi didn’t know that Changhe’s change in attitude was due to him understanding more of the truth from her indirectly, leading to his compassion... It seemed that honest exchanges were the breaking point, but it was a pity she was too accustomed to concealing.

Changhe was annoyed by such concealment, always guessing and never knowing what she was thinking. It seemed like he could devour her at any moment, but what if he actually did? Would her expression change then?

Nobody knew.

Finally, Changhe slowly said, "Regardless of others, right now, you are captured by me."

Sisi blinked slowly and then closed her eyes, whispering softly, "What can be done then..."

Changhe responded, "You wish."

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Changhe’s slightly tensed muscles relaxed, and he casually leaned against the edge of the tub, "Come help your master bathe."

Sisi bit her lower lip in anger and glared at him, while Changhe looked skyward, "Now in your tribe’s eyes, you are the Holy Daughter who came on her own to serve the Saint Envoy... We have to keep up this act, otherwise, what can we do?"

Sisi angrily retorted, "There are no outsiders here right now, why should I continue to act?"

Changhe set his face sternly, "But when there are outsiders, why should I cooperate with your act?"

Sisi glanced at him in surprise, tilted her head to think, then asked, "You wanted me to lead you into the Secret Realm initially, what did you want to get from the Spirit Clan?"

Meaning you had your own reasons to act.

Changhe straightforwardly admitted, "I had hoped to exchange some items, Jun Heaven Blood Jade, Yunyang Leaf, and possibly Night Sand if it’s available here. I’ve also added finding a treatment for Wubing. Although I need help from the Spirit Clan, essentially, I’m here for a trade, not to beg."

Sisi understood what he meant.

Even if he was seeking help from the Spirit Clan, compared to what they wanted, his requests were minor; they were just external treasures, nothing life-threatening, and there could be alternate solutions. But her appeal to Simeng was genuinely a matter of life and death.

These words weren’t a threat, but rather him saying, let’s be honest about what you want and what I can do for you; let’s lay everything out instead of guessing.

After thinking for a while, Sisi quietly said, "Would you really help me? Even if my Spirit Clan doesn’t have what you need."

Changhe asked, "Didn’t I help you outside?"

Sisi nodded.

Though outside, his act of helping the Xiao people from Miao Region had lifted her Spirit Clan as well, creating a win-win situation, Sisi wouldn’t argue this point with him.

He clearly expressed his willingness to help her; that was what mattered most.

Sisi slowly rubbed his body, staying silent for a moment.

Changhe was surprised, "Why the sudden compliance?"

Sisi shook her head, her eyes holding a trace of melancholy, and remained silent.

Changhe couldn’t figure out why she was acting so coy; she obviously knew her own mind clearly.

Having a real liking for him was true, but it hadn’t reached the point of throwing herself at him upon meeting... The reason she tempted him... Sisi was acutely aware of Changhe’s significance in Tang Wanzhuang’s heart and what he meant for the political landscape of the Central Plains.

If she could bewitch him into confusion, it would mean a lot for her tribe.

And so, using her liking as a pretext, she naturally wanted to try and see what his reaction would be.

Unfortunately, due to the disastrous end previously, Changhe always had his guard up, cautious despite his desire... It was merely desire, not confusion, rendering it meaningless for her intended outcome.

Actually, it could be put this way... She wanted him, and he wanted her, but neither wanted to be led by the other; both wanted to be in control.

He thought she was hiding something, but Sisi felt everything was clear enough, simply a drama of master and maid, conquest and being conquered.

Unfortunately, from all perspectives, she was at a disadvantage. Especially now, as he had appeared like a Divine Weapon descending upon Holy Mountain right before the Dragon Boat Festival, considered a Saint Envoy by her people... Sisi could almost see a glimmer of hope for the century-old troubles of the Spirit Clan being resolved.

But how could she be willing...

After all the hardship, was she just to avoid being a slave, only to end up as someone else’s maid? What sense did that make?

How could she be contented... Then let them keep on acting. With his lust, he would eventually fall into her hands.

Sisi kept on rubbing as she slowly gathered her emotions, then cooed seductively, "Master, is your servant making you comfortable..."

It seemed from the moment they met in Gusu when she first played the role of a maid, it was destined to continue till today.

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