After that, Xie Lan slowly returned home; he was thinking all along the way. He wanted to make those twins his again. But how could he, while his cousin had so much power in his hands?
He looked at the two treasures the mysterious girl left him. That storage ring would definitely be useful later on, and the pills she gave him were very valuable.
The more important thing was the powerful identity of the mysterious girl. He made contact with the upper echelons of the Demonic Sect without any effort.
All this was great, but Xie Lan wanted more power as soon as possible. He wanted revenge. A sweet one that he can enjoy a lot.
Finally, he reached the centre of the bustling market. The crowds, the shouting merchants, the smell of street food—it was a dizzying change from the jungle. He took a deep breath, trying to relax, to blend in. For a moment, he allowed himself to believe he was just another face in the sea of people, safe and anonymous.
Then he saw him.
It was like seeing a ghost. Xie Jing swaggered down the main street as if he owned the city.
And he wasn't alone. Beside him were the twins, Qiuyu and Dongyu.
A hot, sick feeling burned in Xie Lan's gut. He wasn't prepared for this. Not for them, not dressed like that.
Their outfits were... beyond scandalous.
On top, they wore two tiny, wispy triangles of silk that barely covered the front of their breasts. The triangles were held up by a single thin cord that went around their necks, and their backs were completely exposed.
With every movement, their breasts bounced freely, and the tiny pieces of silk did little more than frame them. If they weren't slaves, they would never choose to wear something like this and to let the world see.
Their perfect, round nipples were already hard, making two small, obvious points against the flimsy fabric. Then a sudden gust of wind, stronger than the last, swept through the market.
The silk strips fluttered like flags, and for a heart-stopping second, their beautiful nipples were completely exposed to the entire street.
Their bottoms were even worse. A thin gold chain hugged their hips, with two more strips of silk hanging in front and back. They were so short they didn't even pretend to cover anything while their legs were exposed from the hip down.
And Xie Jing, the snake, enjoyed every second of it. He had a hand on each of their perfect, round asses, grabbing them and squeezing them as they walked. His fingers dug into their soft flesh, and he even had the nerve to trace a line down the crack of their ass.
The looks on their faces were what truly twisted the knife. They were enjoying this. They were here just being his two beautiful sex pets on display, and they liked every bit of it.
'Are those two really the innocent maids who helped me get dressed every morning?' Xie Lan's mind reeled. The image in his head—the twin girls blushing as they helped him with his robes—clashed horribly with the sight in front of him. Those were two different worlds.
Even for this shameless demonic faction, their attire was pornographic. It was the kind of thing a cruel master would make a despised slave wear just to humiliate her. And that's exactly what was happening here.
Meanwhile, every single man on the street had his eyes locked on them, their hungry gazes devouring the exposed skin, their looks full of envy.
Seeing his cousin possessively grab two women who should have been his, Xie Lan's grip tightened until his knuckles turned white. A familiar heat rushed south, and he gritted his teeth in frustration at his own body's betrayal. He couldn't deny it—they were breathtaking.
Their figure was so curvy and beautiful that even though he knew what was happening, his male body was giving a primitive, honest reaction.
All of his past regret for being weak came flooding back. Then the worst happened. As Xie Lan stared, frozen in the middle of the busy street, Xie Jing's eyes met his.
A slow, cruel smirk spread across Xie Jing's face.
"Well, well. Look what we have here," Xie Jing said, his voice loud enough for everyone to hear. He walked towards Xie Lan with the twins, his confidence radiating from him like a foul smell. He circled around Xie Lan, his eyes mockingly scanning his dirty, torn clothes. "If it isn't my favorite cousin. Out roaming the market while dressed like a common beggar. You really are a disgrace to our family's name, aren't you?"
At first Xie Lan thought of ignoring him and walking away. To show Xie Jing he wasn't worth his time.
But before he could turn, Xie Jing kept talking.
"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?" Xie Jing leaned closer, lowering his voice but with no less venom. His eyes darted back to the twins, then he turned back to Xie Lan with a mocking sneer.
"You know, your former maids have been telling me some... interesting things," Xie Jing whispered, and he deliberately raised his voice to let passersby hear. "They said you never touched them once, in all those years they served you. What's wrong, little cousin? Are you really a man? Or are you just... less than a man downstairs? Anyways..."
He paused dramatically, reaching out to the twins to show disgust and anger. "I made a very... THOROUGH inspection. And let me tell you," he chuckled, grabbing both women by their hair like a pair of leashes, "these two pussies are as tight as the day they were born."
Then, without any sign of shame or the idea that other people were watching, both hands began their journey to their bodies until they both reached their perfect bare bottoms, and he even had the audacity to insert his forefingers into their butt cracks and move them forward until his fingers touched their slits while talking as if he were boasting to the whole world.
"And this, dear cousin, is a gift reserved for a real man. Not for some spineless trash like you."
Both girls started to moan subconsciously because of the Lust Worm controlling their bodies. What else forced this reaction they didn't know…