Wang Hao Mercilessly Beaten, the Confused Eunuch Wei

The morning sunlight filtered through the gaps of the carved wooden windows in the Coiling Dragon Hall, casting mottled shadows on the messy dragon bed.

The torn chiffon scattered across the floor, the disheveled bright yellow brocade quilts, and the thick, lingering romantic scent in the air all told the tale of the earth-shattering battle that had taken place here last night.

"Mmm..."

A soft, pained groan broke the silence within the hall.

The long eyelashes of Shen Xue, the Holy Maiden of the Ice and Snow Divine Palace, fluttered slightly as she struggled to open her eyes. She felt as if her entire skeleton had been dismantled and reassembled by a berserk ancient beast; her whole body ached.

"I... I'm still alive?" Shen Xue's memory was stuck on the moment the apocalyptic lightning dragon descended upon the gladiatorial arena. She rubbed her splitting head, attempting to sit up.

However, the moment she propped herself up halfway and her gaze swept across the bed, she froze completely, as if struck by lightning.

Beside her lay her arch-rival from the Phantom Sea Immortal Sect, Yun Meng, leaning against the inner side of the bed with similarly disheveled clothes and messy hair. Between the two of them was the ruthless, scheming, and arrogant little tyrant of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Wang Hao. At this moment, he was sprawled out like a starfish, limbs spread wide, snoring softly with a slight smirk on his face, sleeping like a dead pig that had just eaten its fill!

What made her mind go completely blank was the sight of two dazzling, crimson bloodstains blooming like winter plums on the snow-white bedsheets!

Shen Xue looked down at the humiliating, mottled marks covering her body. The glaring bruises were unbearable to look at, making her physically nauseous. Her heart, which had always been as cold and hard as ice, instantly shattered into pieces.

"Ah!!!!"

An ear-piercing scream, filled with endless humiliation and fury, exploded within the sleeping quarters!

This scream directly jolted Yun Meng awake. Yun Meng rubbed her eyes and sat up. After clearly seeing the situation before her, her captivating peach-blossom eyes instantly widened larger than brass bells.

"Wang, Wang Hao?! What did you do to me, you beast?!" Yun Meng completely lost her mind.

The two peerless Holy Maidens, who usually stood high above others and were regarded as untouchable goddesses by countless prodigies, finally realized that their most precious purity had been forcibly taken away by this vulgar, shameless, and scheming tyrant of the Great Zhou!

"I'll kill you, you lecher!!!"

Shen Xue and Yun Meng's rationality instantly evaporated. They didn't even care about putting on clothes as their true qi erupted explosively!

The Ice and Snow Divine Palace's ultimate technique, Extreme Cold Ice Cone, and the Phantom Sea Immortal Sect's Nine Illusions Heart-Shattering Palm smashed mercilessly toward Wang Hao's soundly sleeping face!

"Bang!"

"Ouch, what the fuck!"

Wang Hao was still having a sweet dream about counting money until his hands cramped yesterday, when he suddenly felt like he had been hit head-on by a heavy truck. He flew off the dragon bed like a cannonball, slamming heavily against the wall and crashing down in a dizzying daze.

"Who the hell dares to assassinate me? Do you have a death wish?!"

Holding his highly swollen left cheek, Wang Hao cursed as he climbed up from the floor. When he opened his eyes and saw the two gorgeous Asuras on the bed, their eyes spitting fire as if they wanted to eat him alive, the crazy memories of last night instantly flooded his mind like a tidal wave.

I'm screwed.

The drug wore off. Reason has taken the high ground.

"Well... you two fairies, if I said... this is a beautiful misunderstanding, and someone drugged me, would you believe it?" Wang Hao discreetly pulled a curtain over to wrap around himself while showing an awkward smile that was uglier than crying.

"Misunderstanding my ass! Go to hell, you little beast!"

How could Shen Xue and Yun Meng be willing to listen to his explanation? They casually grabbed brocade quilts to cover their exposed skin, leaped up from the bed, and launched an inhumane tag-team beatdown on Wang Hao from the left and right.

"Bang bang bang! Smack smack smack!"

"Ouch! Not the face! I still need my face to make a living!"

"Stop, stop, stop! If you keep hitting me, I'll fight back! Holy shit, where are you kicking? Are you trying to murder your husband?!"

Wang Hao's pig-slaughtering screams echoed throughout the sleeping quarters. In truth, with Wang Hao's current strength, if he used his trump cards, it wasn't impossible for him to suppress these two women. But he was in the wrong! If he really acted heartless and turned into a ruthless man, he would truly be worse than a beast.

Thus, the supreme ruler of the Great Zhou, the scheming and devious Wang Hao, spinelessly hugged his head and squatted in the corner of the wall. He allowed the two Holy Maidens to punch and kick him, fully embracing the principle of not hitting back when beaten, and not talking back when scolded.

After beating him for a full half an incense stick of time, Shen Xue and Yun Meng finally grew tired and stopped, panting heavily.

By now, Wang Hao had been beaten into a pig's head with two black eyes and a bleeding nose, squatting on the floor drawing circles in grievance.

"You... you're shameless! You're despicable!" Yun Meng pointed at Wang Hao, her tears finally bursting forth as she cried like a rain-soaked pear blossom.

Although Shen Xue didn't cry, she bit her lip so hard that a trace of blood seeped out. Her eyes revealed endless killing intent and despair. She drew a scattered sword from the floor, pointing the tip directly at Wang Hao's throat. Her voice was as cold as ten-thousand-year-old profound ice. "Wang Hao, I will definitely kill you today, even if it means perishing together with your Great Zhou royal family!"

Feeling the stinging pain at his throat, Wang Hao stopped playing pitiful. He sighed, slowly stood up, and put away his frivolous demeanor, looking directly into the eyes of Shen Xue and Yun Meng.

"You two, since things reached that point yesterday, I won't shirk my responsibility. I did indeed sleep with you."

Wang Hao's voice became calm yet full of oppressive weight. "But you can't kill me. Taking ten thousand steps back, even if you did kill me, do you think the thirty-plus mighty experts of my Great Zhou would let you off? Would they spare the Ice and Snow Divine Palace and the Phantom Sea Immortal Sect behind you?"

Hearing the words thirty-plus mighty experts, the hands of Shen Xue and Yun Meng holding the swords trembled violently.

It was true! The scene at the gladiatorial arena yesterday was still vivid in their minds; the hidden foundation of the Great Zhou royal family was simply too terrifying. If they killed Wang Hao today, there would no longer be a place for them or their sects in the entire Great Wilderness.

Seeing the hesitation and fear in their eyes, Wang Hao knew he had grasped their weakness. He softened his tone and said, "Since you can't kill me, why not face reality? I will take responsibility for what happened last night. There is a place for the two of you as imperial consorts of the Great Zhou."

"Bah! Who cares about being your imperial consort!" Yun Meng spat with a face full of disgust. "You're nothing but a greedy and lecherous tyrant!"

Shen Xue stared coldly at Wang Hao. After a long while, she lowered the sword in her hand. "Wang Hao, remember this. One day, I, Shen Xue, will settle this debt!"

Having said that, Shen Xue forcibly endured the discomfort in her body, quickly put on the clothes from the floor, and leaped out of the window. Yun Meng also took a deep look at Wang Hao, gritted her teeth, and left behind a sentence, "Just you wait," before floating away right behind her.

Watching the retreating backs of the two peerless beauties, Wang Hao touched his swollen cheek and drew in a sharp breath of cold air.

Hiss... those two little chicks really hit hard. Wang Hao shook his head. There was not much anger in his eyes; instead, a hint of smugness flashed through them. Women. Once there was a first time, there would be a second. Not to mention, they were currently wary of the Great Zhou's power. The monk can run, but he cannot run away with the temple. Sooner or later, they would end up back in his bowl.

Just then, Wei Zhongxian's thief-like voice came from outside the palace doors.

Your Majesty? Are you awake, Your Majesty? This old servant heard quite a commotion inside. Did the two mistresses not serve you well?

Hearing this voice, Wang Hao's previously subdued anger instantly shot right up to the crown of his head.

Wei! Zhong! Xian! Get your ass in here right now! Wang Hao let out an earth-shattering roar.

The palace doors were pushed open, and Wei Zhongxian walked in carrying a basin of wash water, his face covered in a fawning smile. The moment he looked up and saw Wang Hao's face beaten into a swollen pig's head, the old eunuch was so frightened his hands trembled, and the washbasin clattered directly onto the floor.

Oh, mother of mine! Your Majesty, your face... Did you encounter an assassin?!

Assassin, my ass!

Like an enraged lion, Wang Hao kicked Wei Zhongxian flying. Immediately after, he pounced on him, straddling Wei Zhongxian and raining down a tragic, inhuman flurry of wild punches!

You old bastard! Who told you to give me that drug?! Who told you to put them in my bed? You think you have grown a pair, huh? Daring to scheme against me! If I do not beat the crap out of you today, consider your bowels empty!

Ouch! Spare my life, Your Majesty! This old servant is innocent! Wei Zhongxian rolled back and forth on the ground clutching his head, wailing loud enough to shake the heavens. Was this old servant not doing it all for Your Majesty's own good? This old servant saw the fiery look in Your Majesty's eyes and thought Your Majesty wanted to take concubines! This old servant was just exercising subjective initiative!

Subjective initiative, my foot! I told you to go scam some money, and you fucking made me sell my body! I will beat you to death, you dog servant!

A one-sided beating was staged once again inside the bedchamber. After beating him for a full incense stick's worth of time, Wang Hao finally stood up, panting heavily. On the floor, Wei Zhongxian had been beaten black and blue, curled up pitifully into a ball. He looked ten times more miserable than Wang Hao had just moments ago.

Wang Hao straightened his clothes and looked coldly at Wei Zhongxian.

This dog servant had acted on his own, recklessly guessed the imperial will, and even dared to drug him. Such a trend absolutely could not be allowed to grow. Today's beating was necessary; he had to make him remember who the true master was.

However...

Wang Hao stroked his chin, recalling the indescribable madness of last night and the ultimate experience of ice and fire. He had to admit, the way this old thing handled matters... really fucking hit the sweet spot of a man's heart.

Wei Zhongxian, Wang Hao snorted coldly.

This old servant is here... Wei Zhongxian whimpered aggrievedly.

Get your ass to the Inner Treasury and collect a hundred thousand taels of silver for yourself. Consider it your reward for... ahem, doing your duty with such dedication this time.

With that said, Wang Hao flicked his sleeves and strode out of the bedchamber with his head held high, leaving Wei Zhongxian lying alone on the floor, utterly dumbfounded.

Wei Zhongxian clutched his swollen, pig-like face and stared blankly at the ceiling of the hall.

First he beats me half to death, then he rewards me with a hundred thousand taels of silver...

Did I fucking... do the right thing or the wrong thing?! Director Wei fell into a deep state of self-doubt.