Crossing the Queen Feitian: The Harem Male Concubine

Chapter 282 Want to be a male concubine, locksmith ambition (2)

The old man smiled slightly: "Could it be that you forgot what you promised your mother just now?"
Soul Shui snorted: He has always ignored the words of his mother, she is not here now, he will not be afraid of this old man——

"Mother is afraid of you, that's your business, it has nothing to do with me, I will not be afraid of you."

The old man smiled again: "That's right—you have courage. The old man doesn't want you to be restrained—" The old man pointed to the pair of withered yellow leaves on the ground, and told the young man, "Go and sit there."

"What? Did I hear you right?" Soul Shui patted his chest proudly, "I'm Feitian's male concubine, with such a noble status, you let me look at a pile of trash for you? I, no, Dry--"

He wanted to leave, but he couldn't move his body, as if something fixed his shadow, he couldn't lift his feet!
"Hey hey hey! What's wrong with me! Why can't I move! Old man! What kind of magic did you use—" 
"Young man, don't ask so many questions." At some point, Soul Eagle had already arrived behind him, gently tugged the child, and pulled him to sit down in front of the pile of dead leaves.

"Old man! What on earth do you want to do! I still have important things to do! Let me go quickly! Otherwise, this young master will be rude to you!"

"Young man, your anger is too strong, the more you burn... in this harem... the faster you die." 
"I don't understand what you're talking about!!" Now he only thinks about Feitian, where did Siyu go with Feitian, will he be cheating on Feitian? !

Hun Ying forced the young man to sit down, Hun Shui felt that the old man was more terrifying than his actual age, how could a man who was about to die of old age still have such strength?
Soul Eagle said in a low voice: "When you understand what the old man said, you can leave the old man and go to any corner of the palace to do what you want."

Hun Shui disdainfully sneered, and said coldly: "Cut, who cares about a dead old man preaching like you, I don't even want to listen to my mother's preaching, why should I listen to you, an outsider."

(End of this chapter)