Surprise! The Straight Man Long Aotian Actually Steals the Villain's Skirt - Chapter 4: The Saint of Southern Border Obsessed with Gu Poison 4

Chapter 4: The Saint of Southern Border Obsessed with Gu Poison 4

But before that, let’s hang Lu Yi in the Five Venoms Cave for three days and nights first.

Seven days later.

To cultivate Gu insects that could turn men into cut-sleeves, Xie Rong shut himself in his room, immersed in Gu cultivation. Had the system not suddenly issued an alert about the protagonist’s critical condition, he would have completely forgotten about the man in the Five Venoms Cave who hadn’t had a drop of water.

Host, although we are a villain system dedicated to doing bad things, if the protagonist dies now, your mission will also fail.

Didn’t you say that Song Qingming would be swayed by the protagonist in the original book and secretly help? Didn’t he go to deliver food to the protagonist?

As Xie Rong got up from the couch, he accidentally kicked the porcelain Gu vessel containing spiders at the foot of the bed. Irritated, he scratched his messy long hair and simply kicked the entire row of porcelain Gu vessels off the couch.

The bamboo house echoed with a series of clattering sounds.

Watching the Gu insects fall out of the porcelain vessels and hurriedly crawl back in, Xie Rong’s pent-up frustration barely dissipated somewhat.

Some people weren’t even as likable as Gu insects.

Host, you’re not wearing shoes! Not wearing shoes will make you catch a cold!

Xie Rong had already reached the door but reluctantly walked back upon hearing this, slipping on his wooden clogs. Since when do you manage me?

I’m just concerned about you, host! The Slime on his shoulder squirmed and rubbed against his neck, You and I are the best of friends.

Xie Rong remained unmoved and pushed the door open to leave.

Unexpectedly, he ran right into Song Qingming.

What are you doing squatting outside my room?Xie Rong’s eyes instantly darkened with gloom.

Was he here to spy on him for the protagonist?

Faced with such dazzling beauty, Song Qingming lowered his head, not daring to look. However, the sight that met his eyes was Xie Rong’s snow-white toes peeking out from the wooden clogs, making his face flush even redder. This slave was worried the Valley Master would ruin his health from overworking, so I came to deliver food.

Xie Rong glanced at the food container in his hand and suddenly curled his lips.

Open it.

Song Qingming didn’t dare delay, his heart racing with excitement as he quickly opened the food container.

But then he saw Xie Rong take out a porcelain bottle from his robe and sprinkle the newly cultivated Insect Eggs into the food container. Take this to the Five Venoms Cave and make sure you watch him eat it.Though it was still just a semi-finished product, it wouldn’t kill anyone—perfect for testing on Lu Yi.

Yes. Song Qingming picked up the food container to leave.

Wait, Xie Rong changed his mind, his tone cool. Bring him to my room first, then give him the food.

When dealing with scheming men like him, it was always better to watch them eat it with your own eyes to be sure.

Xie Rong didn’t have to wait long. In about half an hour, several Drug slaves dragged the man into the room.

Without Xie Rong even having to say anything, the man who had been starving for days lunged at the food on the table like a hungry wolf upon seeing it.

Xie Rong lifted his eyelids slightly. The Drug slaves nearby, skilled at reading expressions, immediately stepped forward and dragged the man back.

Crawl over to eat, Xie Rong said with a sweet smile, picking up the bowl of rice from the table and placing it on the floor.

Lu Yi looked up, his deep, dark eyes silently fixed on Xie Rong. Having not slept for days, the bloodshot whites of his eyes made him appear fierce, like a lone wolf cornered and desperate.

If you don’t want to eat, that’s fine too. Xie Rong spread his hands, his smile sickly sweet.

The protagonist has developed intense hatred towards the host, pain value +30! Current protagonist pain value: 50!

Host, you’re amazing!

Lu Yi lowered his head, his expression unreadable, and crawled step by step towards that bowl of rice.

The only pair of chopsticks was in Xie Rong’s hand, and this demon clearly had no intention of giving them to him, so he could only lower his head and eat the rice from the bowl like a dog.

With every bite Lu Yi took, Xie Rong would cheerfully pick up a piece of fish from the table and place it in his bowl as a reward.

A single bowl of rice was nothing more than a few mouthfuls for a starving man—far from enough to fill his stomach.

Xie Rong wasn’t surprised, as the man’s wretched appearance was enough to amuse him, so he thoughtfully ordered the Drug slave nearby to refill his bowl.

By the seventh refill, Xie Rong was no longer so pleased.

Eating this much was costing him his money.

From now on in Rosy Valley, one bowl of rice costs one tael of silver, he said coldly. Go hungry if you can’t pay!

The Swift Feather Guard’s monthly salary was only two taels—this was outright robbery.

But money wasn’t as important as life, especially since he was currently on a mission.

Lu Yi took out a money pouch and threw it on the ground.

The Drug slave refilled his bowl two more times.

I thought you had more backbone, Xie Rong said with a pleased lift of his brow, leaning close to Lu Yi’s ear so only he could hear. But it seems that’s all you’ve got.

Lu Yi licked his dry lips and rasped:

Water.

Xie Rong chuckled as he straightened up, propping his chin with one hand and glancing at Song Qingming nearby. Give him water.

The man drank the bowl of water quickly and desperately, his chest heaving violently, all traces of his usual refinement gone.

Lu Yi wiped the water from his lips with his hand, feeling as though he had finally come back to life.

He knew Xie Rong had hung him over the Five Venoms Cave just to show him that in Rosy Valley, Xie Rong was the absolute ruler.

You must be tired today, so I’ll be merciful and let you go back, Xie Rong said with a wave of his hand, yawning. Get out.

He kicked over the bowl the man had emptied, much like kicking a dog’s dish, filled with the malice of toying with an animal.

Lu Yi’s expression remained unchanged as he turned and left.

Walking out of the bamboo hut, he glanced back at the closed windows and spat an intact Insect Egg into his palm.

On his first day in the Swift Feather Guard, their superiors had demanded they be able to discern whether anything they ingested was suspicious.

Having to secretly plant a gu in his own territory meant there was surely a poisonous scheme at play—he wouldn’t fall for it.

Lu Yi sneered and walked away.

Half an hour later, in front of the low huts where the Drug slaves lived.

From a distance, Lu Yi could hear the tense arguing of those noble youths from the leftmost room.

It wasn’t his room, and he had no desire to meddle, but his mission was to rescue these noble youths and bring them back to Shangyun Capital.

After a moment’s thought, he walked over and pushed the door open.

The people inside paid no attention to his intrusion.

They were divided into two factions, with the two leaders fighting over something.

This was given to me by the Valley Master! Yesterday, the gu worm I fed laid so many Insect Eggs!

Given to you? It was clearly a reward from the Valley Master because I watered the herbs well yesterday!

This jade pendant was just delivered to our room—it wasn’t specified for anyone! Whoever grabs it first gets it!

Just as they were about to come to blows, Lu Yi stepped between them.

Lu Yi, this isn’t Shangyun Capital. Don’t flaunt your official authority here!

Lu Yi said sternly, I’m here under His Majesty’s orders to rescue you.

I’m not leaving! Oh, this Xu guy was the one clamoring to escape earlier—take him away quickly!

I’m not going either! the young man named Xu immediately retorted.

Staying might be better anyway. Just last month, one of the Xu family’s concubines gave birth to a son, and Master Xu has publicly declared him the legitimate heir, Lu Yi turned to look at another person. And with the Zhao Vice Minister’s household having numerous descendants, I doubt your brothers would welcome your return either.

The room fell silent. Several young masters from prominent families exchanged glances, finally awakening to reality.

Yet they remained somewhat skeptical.

Was Lu Yi genuinely advising them out of pure concern, without any ulterior motives? Just seven days ago, they had all witnessed Lu Yi washing the Valley Master’s feet – touching here, rubbing there!