Look at Yang Ling's cold smile, then look at the fierce rooster-like Cruz, Michelle couldn't understand how they became like old enemies at first sight. Shaking her head, she said: "Thank you, Lord Yang, for your great help today!"

  Riding on a snow-white tall horse, Michelle waved goodbye to Yang Ling and Sophia, then galloped away. Cruz saw this and had no choice but to pat the horse and follow up, rushing out for a distance before turning back to glare at Yang Ling fiercely.

  A foolish young master!

  Knight Crus is deeply resentful of Yang Ling, but Yang Ling doesn't even give him a glance.

  It is often said that one's character determines their success or failure. Although this knight appears to be very powerful, single-handedly withstanding most of the Wind Wolves' attacks, his impulsive and arrogant personality would never stir up much of a storm. If positions were reversed, Yang Ling would not have been like him, openly showing his emotions and making enemies everywhere, but instead would have secretly plotted how to strike from behind.

  It wasn't until Sophia had already walked a long distance away that Yang Ling finally came back to himself.

  "Sophia, how could you run away without a word? Who bullied you? I'll help you take revenge!" Yang Ling quickly caught up with Sophia on his unicorn and, disregarding her struggles, picked her up from the waist.

  "Let me go, why don't you go find some beautiful maids to have fun with? Why are you following me?" Sophia struggled with all her might, tears streaming down her face. She had never expected that after arriving at Visen Castle early in the morning with a basket of homemade cookies, she would hear the news that Yang Ling was going to select his personal attendants on a large scale.

  She didn't think it was a big deal to choose a few maids at first, but as she saw the townspeople bringing their daughters who were dressed up like flowers and heard them discussing which girl would be lucky enough to marry Yang Ling, she realized that things weren't as simple as she had imagined. The human nobility is indeed just like the proud and arrogant House of Qing.

  Heartbroken, Sophia lost all hope and left a note before rushing aimlessly into the Trass Forest, where she inadvertently encountered a large pack of starving wolves. If it weren't for Michelle and Krus passing by, she would have likely met with disaster.

  Find several beautiful maidservants who are quick-witted and lively?

  Yang Ling shook his head, this misunderstanding had really gotten out of hand!

  "My lovely little sister, if you don't come back, I'll really have to consider finding a few beautiful girls!" Yang Ling laughed and saw Sophia's face change suddenly, hurriedly explaining loudly: "Sophia, the reason I asked the butler to find a few more girls is purely for preparation for the upcoming opening of the inn. It's a misunderstanding, it's all just a big misunderstanding!"

  " Misunderstanding? One person's misunderstanding can be understood, but how could the entire town of Weissen misunderstand? " Sophia said with tears streaming down her face. She continued, "Yang Ling, let me go and I'll return to the Spirit Clan on my own. From now on, I don't want to see you again."

  "Sophia, this is a rumor, it's an absurd rumor caused by my unclear instructions at that time!" Yang Ling hugged Sophia tightly and said: "Even if I had that intention, would it be possible to want thirty women at once? Thirty people, even if I had the ability to split myself, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to handle it!"

  Marrying thirty maidens at once?

  After listening to Yang Ling, Sophia also felt a bit uneasy and gradually discovered some suspicious places under his explanation. Slowly, she began to believe that this was indeed a rumor, a desperate rumor.

  After understanding what was going on, Sophia stopped struggling and leaned quietly into Yang Ling's arms. Exhausted, she rested against Yang Ling's broad chest, listening to his strong and powerful heartbeat, feeling an unprecedented sense of safety and satisfaction.

  Back at Visen Castle, Sophia, exhausted, unknowingly fell asleep in Yang Ling's arms, but even in her dreams, she occasionally shed a few tears. Yang Ling saw this and gently carried her to his own bed, carefully covering her with a quilt. Poor silly girl, walking so far on foot had already exhausted her.

  Find several beautiful maidservants who are quick-witted and lively?

  Recalling the misunderstanding of the crowd, Yang Ling shook his head and sat down cross-legged in the courtyard to cultivate. Just as he sat down, the old steward Mu Erbo Qi arrived outside the courtyard, "Sir, the beautiful girls have all been selected, take a look..."

  "Oh, so soon?" Looking at Mulberry's bitter smile, Yang Ling understood that he must have been quite frustrated to explain this misunderstanding, and said: "Mulberry, you've had a hard time!"

  "This is what I should do, no need to be polite!" Seeing Yang Ling being considerate of others, Mulberry couldn't help but feel a wave of emotion. Such a great nobleman, now very rare, only those ancient families that have been passed down for thousands of years can cultivate a true noble like Yang Ling.

  Turning back to look at Sophia who was still asleep, Yang Ling gently closed the small gate of the yard. "Mulberry, let's go! The inn is about to open soon and we must quickly train a batch of qualified waiters!"

  Whether it was a tavern or an inn, Yang Ling understood that good service from the female waitresses was indispensable. Only by improving the taste of the inn could they retain the many tourists and merchants who came to vacation or dig for gold, and only in this way could they earn a larger profit. Otherwise, if they were managed like roadside stalls, it would be impossible to make money, and even the cost invested might not be recovered.

  When twenty human girls and ten elf girls stood in front of him, Yang Ling couldn't help but admire Mu Er's good taste. These delicate beauties, with their curves and contours in all the right places, would undoubtedly be the darlings of men everywhere if they were to set foot on Earth.

  "Ladies, do you know what kind of work you'll be doing?" Yang Ling smiled.

  "Just register if you know!"

  "Right, anyone can be an inn servant."

  .....

  Looking at Yang Ling with a smile, the girls spoke out one after another, some even introducing themselves, hoping to catch his attention. If they could get Yang Ling's favor, who knows, maybe overnight they would become golden phoenixes.

  Shaking his head, Yang Ling said: "Ladies, things are not as simple as you think. You must first learn how to smile and walk!"

  How to learn to walk?

  As soon as Yang Ling said this, the girls instantly petrified, and even the old housekeeper next to them was no exception. They were all beautiful young girls, each one youthful and lovely, full of vitality, and yet Yang Ling actually wanted them to start learning from walking?

  Seeing people staring blankly, Yang Ling shook his head and explained in detail what a "showing eight teeth" smile was and what a charming model's walk was.

  Although he had never eaten pork, Yang Ling had seen pigs walking and roughly knew some key points of training in large hotels. Under his impatient guidance, the girls slowly understood what he meant.

  "Hmm, adult, how's this smile?"

  "Excuse me, sir, is this leg position correct?"

  "Oh no, sir, hurry up and hold my waist, I'm going to fall off!"

  .....

  Soon, under Yang Ling's close guidance, the girls relaxed and struck various poses. It made Yang Ling eat a lot of fresh tofu, and at the same time, his nerves and endurance were challenged as never before.

  As the girls changed into red cheongsam, looking at their elegant and slender figures, their soft and boneless waists and snow-white thighs, he couldn't help but feel dry-mouthed. Fortunately, after absorbing a large amount of green life energy, his willpower had greatly increased, allowing him to barely cope with the girls' intentional or unintentional temptations. Otherwise, he would have probably lost control long ago, with blood gushing out of his nose.