Chapter 91 - Sister Meili Without A Bird
Chapter 91 – Sister Meili Without A Bird
The yellow sandy beach with calm waves hitting the shore could be described as paradise that is if one overlooked the four anchored ships each more intimidating than the next. Men and women were loading the ships and some lazy bums dithered on the beach like they were on holiday.
One of those bums was Xunshi Zhe ordering people around while feigning injury. He had already healed after getting his ass kicked by that psycho prince. Half his shoulder was wrapped in bandages creating a big contrast with his bronze skin and toned muscles.
His shirt buttons were open as he lay on the hammock sipping what could only be liquor. Big Hei who had been supervising people on the deck felt dissatisfied by this cat like behaviour so he said, "You are older than all of us yet you are lazing around basking in the sun like a cat shirtless. How is that a good example for the younger generation?"
Xunshi Zhe lazily turned his head towards him taking a sip of his liquor in a taunting manner. Big Hei scoffed before walking away but the girls from Lady Ching Sei's crew giggled while one of them said, "Big Hei, don't ruin it for some of us. We are enjoying the view….. hehe."
Big Hei turned around only to find Xunshi Zhe shrugging his shoulders like this had nothing to do with him. The ladies liked it so what if he was old? He didn't look like it.
The brazen of the three girls whistled before saying, "How about you strip the bottoms off and show us the junk in the trunk. I will make it worth your while," like a professional catcaller. She took out her money pouch and swung it around her finger by the string with a sly grin.
Xunshi Zhe, "….."
"Okay, the show is over," he said covering himself up but before he could fasten his shirt shadows loomed above him shielding him from the sun. He was just trying to get some vitamin D from the sun while sipping his horrible tasting liquor only to be disturbed countless times.
He was about to blow his top off when he met Ji Yao's blank stare. Behind him was Lady Ching Sei, Zhang Li and Lan Wu towering above him. "Oh shit!" He exclaimed struggling to get off the hammock while fiddling with the string of his shirt.
Ji Yao had no words to say. He just bypassed Xunshi Zhe heading for Red Bane while shaking his head. They had to set sail as soon as possible but this good old sir was basking in the sunlight like he was on a holiday.
"Haha, nice abs Xu-ge. How about you sail with me? My girls would love the view," said Lady Ching Sei her eyes lingering on the half fastened shirt. This request had both Lan Wu and Zhang Li's backs stiffen as they scurried away.
The last man to board that ship is now wearing a dress and make up full time and who knows if he still had his bird. Don't look at those women's cute innocent youthful faces and think they are gentle and kind creatures.
They will lure you with their beauty making you think you are going to eat a feast but once they set sail you will be turned into one of them. Ask sister Meili and that wasn't his original name by the way.
Xunshi Zhe was fully aware of this. He scurried away with his back arched trying to minimize his presence. Because he was walking too fast he bumped into someone. He raised his head about to apologize when he met sister Meili abashedly covering her face with her fan. "Join us….. you won't regret it hehe," said the lovely sister with enchanting eyes.
Xunshi Zhe, "…"
He was wrong. He would never laze around shirtless ever again. The way he high tailed out of there you would think his ass had caught fire. More like his balls shrunk inside in fear.
While Xunshi Zhe was running away from Lady Ching Sei's clutches, Ji Yao was running into someone he didn't want to see. Zhang Ci had found his way on board Red Bane and tried to speak to him.
His ass had healed after being swollen like two giant melons. It was like he got a Brazilian butt lift from a back alley surgeon only for it to deflate in a couple of months. I guess old Du gave him a temporary butt lift.
Ji Yao noticed him but walked past him treating him like air. Ji Yao might pretend not to see the pervert but the pervert could surely see him. Zhang Ci wanted to make amends especially after getting his ass kicked by Ji Yao the last time but he didn't even get the chance with Ji Yao directly bypassing him.
His heart tightened prompting him to walk in front of Ji Yao blocking his path. Ji Yao raised his revealing dark sinister eyes that seemed to say move or die. This gaze startled Zhang Ci scaring his soul away.
It was because of this that his brain short-circuited and he said the most stupidest thing he could possibly say right now. "You are so handsome…..," he mumbled bewitched by this young gentleman.
Ji Yao was about to return to sender when Rui Fei who had been settling into Ji Yao's cabin walked out and saw this scene. Zhang Ci had in his hand a brown box with a diamond crusted hairpin which he had looted from god knows where and he was presenting it to Ji Yao.
Ji Yao's hand tightened its grip on the hilt of the sword till his knuckles turned white. What did Zhang Ci treat him as? Did he look like someone who would accept such cheap things to make up for his ass being groped? Actually, he would have gotten over it by now if it weren't for him hearing Zhang Ci declaring sovereignty over him in that restaurant.
If only Zhang Ci would stay away from him then maybe he would move on from this. Ji Yao's sword half unsheathed as his pupils flashed a red colour. It was at this moment Zhang Ci knew he was a dead man.
Anticipating retribution, Zhang Ci covered his head but it wasn't a blazing flame or heavenly lightning strike that got him. It was something much more sinister than that. He was struck by a force so powerful it send him flying into the sea. He was thrown so far that even with eyes as sharp as the Nocru's he looked like a speck landing in the water.
The entire crew dashed to the railings watching Zhang Ci in the sea before turning to look at Rui Fei.. 'Okay, this kid wasn't one to be trifled with,' they thought vowing to never be on his bad side.