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Chapter 330 The Republic of China's Double Detectives 3

Fortunately, their flirting ended after a while, with the landlord wanting to stay and accompany his fourth concubine while she soaked her feet.

Finally, I can walk. Lu Renkui thought to himself, "I even put the foot bath in a bit too quickly."

As Lu Renkui bent down to put down the foot bath basin, he felt a gaze on him—or more accurately, on Mu Wanqing's body.

Lu Renkui ignored the intense gaze, simply lowered her head, placed the foot bath basin down, stood up, and stepped back, waiting for her personal maid to lead her out.

"Wait a minute," the landlord's deafening voice came from the fourth concubine's boudoir, "raise your head."

They're here. Lu Renkui's heart skipped a beat. She pursed her lips tightly and nervously looked up at the two people sitting on the bed.

Lu Renkui carefully observed the expressions of the two people on the bed. The landlord's face showed a hint of expectation, while the fourth concubine's face showed a hint of nervousness.

But when Lu Renkui, inside Mu Wanqing's body, raised his head, the landlord's expression changed from expectation to surprise and finally to disgust, while the fourth concubine seemed relieved and put on a fake smile.

The landlord's surname was Huang. He felt that his life was pretty good now—he would occasionally collect some money from the poor people below, say a few good words to the local warlord, do some small business selling opium, and use the money he made to marry a few wives and continue the family line.

However, things haven't been going well these past few days—the surrounding area has been quite unsettled lately, with rumors that the Red bandits have attacked.

Master Huang felt that the Red bandits were really too domineering. His opium trafficking business was stopped by them several times, causing him to lose a lot of money.

So Mr. Huang would come to his favorite fourth concubine's room every day, because the fourth concubine was sweet-talking and good at using flattery to make Mr. Huang happy.

However, Master Huang eventually grew tired of it. He only had eight wives, and he ran back and forth between them every day. They all had the same few faces, and he was getting a little tired of seeing them. But recently, no one around had appeared who met his aesthetic standards, so Master Huang could only come to his fourth concubine, who was decent enough, every day to relieve his boredom.

Unexpectedly, the young maid who came to deliver foot bath water to the fourth concubine today had a good figure, so Master Huang kept staring at the new maid. Unfortunately, the maid kept her head down, so he couldn't see her face.

This made Master Huang even more curious, so when the little maid was about to leave, he called her back and asked her to look up at him.

Surprisingly, the little girl's face was filthy, and her original appearance was completely unrecognizable.

Mr. Huang immediately showed his disgust and said, "How can you be so dirty? As the ancients said, a gentleman keeps himself clean. Do you feel comfortable with that face on your face every day? Go back and wash your face properly."

"This servant understands, thank you for your guidance, Master." Hearing Master Huang say this, Lu Renkui breathed a sigh of relief—she had finally escaped the scenario of being favored by Master Huang.

"Oh dear, sir, please don't be so harsh on this little maid." Fourth Concubine slumped against Master Huang as if all the bones in her body had been removed. Lu Renkui thought Fourth Concubine was truly amazing; a woman in her thirties was acting coquettishly towards an old man who was almost 80, without showing the slightest hint of disgust on her face.

The fourth concubine, who had slumped against Master Huang, continued in her coquettish tone, "They are so busy every day and work so hard. Naturally, they don't have time to take care of their appearance. Master, please don't be so harsh on them."

"Then please don't make such troublesome foot baths anymore, okay?" Lu Renkui's arms were still aching; this body was still a little too small.