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Knocking her out directly would be in line with her simple and straightforward style.
Chunli glanced at him with her beautiful phoenix eyes, a hint of displeasure flashing across her gaze.
"Isn't that perfect? It saves me the trouble of making soup... I must give my good disciple a good nourishing meal."
Bahamut frowned slightly. "Sister Chunli, I hope you understand—allowing you and your daughter to meet is the biggest concession I can make."
As she spoke, she gazed toward the bedside—a stunningly beautiful mature woman in a cheongsam, her charm captivating, was holding a handsome young man tightly in her arms, her eyes filled with intoxication and doting affection.
The scene was heartwarming, but it made Bahamut's forehead ache slightly.
She truly regretted not knocking Chunli unconscious—otherwise, Chunli would have kept nagging about finding a disciple and then complaining about seeing her disciple. Now, she's stuck here, practically acting as her "little rascal's" maid...
Bahamut couldn't help but think to himself:
"Since you love him so much, why don't you just marry him? That way you won't have to keep swaying your big tits and butt around, chasing after this little slut like a baby feeding him..."
Old lady! You've got so many things to do!
Chunli ignored Bahamut's increasingly hostile gaze behind her. She leaned forward slightly, her two soft, papaya-shaped breasts almost pressing against the boy's trembling eyelashes. Her huge, millstone-like buttocks were stuck on the edge of the bed, the plump, juicy mounds of fat forming the shape of the bed.
Then, her warm fingertips gently brushed across the boy's wispy hairs, and she finally couldn't resist pressing her lips to his.
"You little rascal..." Chunli, the voluptuous "old auntie," breathed softly, her voice sweet with reproach, "When did I tell you to come after me?"
That's what she said, but her heart was melting with sweetness, trembling as if she had fallen into a pot of warm sugar, her chest heaving and swelling.
But just as this tender moment was unfolding, a strange golden light suddenly appeared from the boy's neck.
It resembled a tiny golden brand, silently emanating a mystical aura—she had seen this eerie symbol in the White Queen's confidential documents concerning the "Golden Law."
Suddenly, the runes flashed again.
"Hiss, uh..."
Chunli felt a sudden, sharp pain, as if needles were pricking her head. She had no choice but to grit her teeth and gently place the boy in her arms back on the bed.
Seeing this, Bahamut secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Unexpectedly, the power of the "Golden Law" within this kid came in handy at this moment—she was just wondering how to knock Chun-Li unconscious.
After a moment's hesitation, she spoke:
"This is the corrective power originating from the destiny of 'Order'... Sister Chun-Li, you cannot touch it now."
Chun-Li, who was holding her forehead, was taken aback by what she heard. Her gaze remained fixed on the fading golden mark, and a strange sense of annoyance rose in her heart.
This annoying mark... could it have been left by Emma?
That slutty foreign woman! She'll be in big trouble when she gets back!
Seeing Chun-Li's reaction, Bahamut's lips curled into a silent smile, and he spoke coldly:
“Actually, as long as this karmic debt is settled, Sister Chunli, this power will no longer stop you.”
"By then—even if you really sneak into your little apprentice's bed all night and don't come out, there will be no more 'problems'."
Chunli snorted coldly, turned her slender waist and gracefully stood up, her beautiful phoenix eyes piercing Bahamut sharply.
Their gazes clashed for a long time before she let out another cold snort:
"Your approach won't work on me."
She turned and stepped forward, her clothes fluttering slightly. "...Let's go."
Bahamut, the "youngest sister," secretly rolled her eyes behind her back.
...He's still pretty stubborn.
They've clearly fallen into a trap.
The two prepared to pass through the wall again and leave.
Bahamut moved swiftly and silently back to the next room.
However, Chun-Li behind her had an accident.
The beautiful mature woman suddenly paused midway through her passage through the wall—the residual power of the 'Golden Law' had not yet dissipated, silently disrupting her control over the power of 'Erudition'.
The next second, she found herself awkwardly stuck between the walls: her plump, round buttocks and firm, fleshy thighs were firmly trapped inside the boy's room, while most of her upper body had already dangled back into the next room.
Bahamut turned around at the sound, and his breath caught in his throat: "..."
Chunli, the usually dignified and elegant "national beauty Du Dan," was now in a particularly disheveled state. She bit her lip, frowned, and was caught in a dilemma. A blush of embarrassment spread from her ears, and even her breathing became somewhat rapid.
"Help me..." she said through gritted teeth.
Bahamut immediately stepped forward, using the power of "Flying Light" and "Immortality," but his face remained calm.
She understood: this was no ordinary mistake of passing through the wall, but rather the residual power of the "Golden Law" on that boy's body—and it did not affect Chun-Li's "Erudition" destiny, but directly affected her own essential existence.
The Golden Law applies to all strange and unusual things that defy the laws and common sense.
...Now is not the time to explain everything to Sister Chunli.
Bahamut's eyes flickered slightly, but his hands moved swiftly, subtly channeling a wisp of power in an attempt to slowly push her out of the wall's "imprisonment".
However, just as she managed to push Chun-Li's two plump, fleshy thighs away from the wall, the invisible force of confinement suddenly intensified, completely negating her intervention.
Bahamut frowned inwardly:
Tsk... It's the residual power of that tall woman that's hindering us!
Without a doubt, this must have been left by Marika.
That big, goofy guy she always beats up like a boss!
It looks like it'll take some effort...
Chunli's face flushed red, and she urged in a low voice, both anxious and embarrassed:
"How much longer... will it take to get this... this ass out?"
Bahamut made a rough estimate without any expression:
"About ten minutes."
Aunt Chunli finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, then hurry up."
Fortunately, we're not really going to be stuck here forever.
If her obedient little apprentice woke up and saw his master with those two round, plump buttocks stuck in the wall—she would be utterly mortified…
But the hemp rope always breaks at its thinnest point...
She and Bahamut both heard some noises coming from next door.
It's over.
If nothing unexpected happens, then something must have gone wrong.
Li Pu!
Her beloved little apprentice!
Woke up!
The boy rubbed the spot where Chun-Li had just kissed him, and groggily opened his eyes to take a look!
"Holy crap! A chubby, round butt has grown on the wall?!"
Chapter 142 The Butt Fairy
The buttocks stuck in the wall were big and fat.
The area around the thighs, embedded in the wall, was even more rounded and thick, with an astonishingly voluptuous shape...
Still half asleep, Li Pu rubbed his eyes and looked more closely—
This outline, this weight...
And those thick thighs, and she's even wearing a cheongsam...
The more I look at it, the more it resembles Chun-Li's big butt!
Several figures flashed through his mind—in his memory, the only ones who could rival Chun-Li in terms of the size of her hips and legs were the White Queen and Marika's two large carriages.
But the two of them...
One is far away in an accounting firm, the other is far away in two associations...
Could those two round, fleshy lumps on the wall really be Master's?!
The buttocks, which had been exerting force and trembling slightly just moments before, suddenly froze, as if solidified.
or……
On the other side of the wall, Chunli's old face was flushed red, and she was as tense as a stone statue, even her breathing was extremely shallow - for fear that the slightest movement would attract the attention of her young apprentice.
Bahamut watched silently from the side, thinking that this "old aunt" looked just like an ostrich burying its head in the sand when it encountered danger.
Focusing on the immediate problem while ignoring the underlying issues is self-deception.
Those two fat buttocks were hanging conspicuously on the wall; she didn't believe that little pervert wouldn't notice...
The next second, a sleepy, childish voice came from the other side of the wall:
"You...who are you?"
Chunli froze—Oh no, her disciple had found out after all!
She frantically gestured "shh" to Bahamut, barely daring to breathe.
But then—"Smack!"
A small slap landed without warning, hitting her plump, soft buttocks squarely, causing the layers of flesh to ripple slightly!
A searing, piercing pain exploded instantly, followed by a tingling, electric-like sensation that coursed through my entire body...
This is hardly a spanking.
This is clearly a direct slap in the face to her old face!
Disrespectful to elders... He brought it on himself!
If my good disciple were to discover that this round, white bottom sticking out against the wall is hers—I would never be able to show my face to anyone again!
"Snapped!"
The thought had barely crossed my mind when my disciple's little slap came down unexpectedly again—
Her buttocks trembled, numb and painful, and she couldn't suppress a soft moan:
"Hmm... Ugh..."
He managed to utter half a sound before hurriedly biting his lip to stifle it, his entire face burning hot!
From across the wall came the young apprentice's sleepy mumbling:
"Huh...it's still hot?"
Immediately afterwards, a pair of small hands curiously began to explore her buttocks, kneading and pinching them as if testing something new and interesting.
Chun-Li trembled and froze on the spot.
In her entire life, she has never been touched by a man.
Now, he was being touched by his most beloved little apprentice... and his whole body went weak and his ears burned.
This kid...
But when facing this obedient and intelligent little apprentice, she couldn't muster any anger at all; her heart softened completely, and all she felt was heartache.
But given the current situation, we really can't let him continue to fumble around like this!
She looked up sharply at Bahamut, who expressionlessly made a "six" gesture—it would take another six minutes!
I need to think of a way to keep my little apprentice behaving himself for those six minutes.
Chunli, her ears turning bright red, finally managed to squeeze out a sentence that even she herself found utterly repulsive:
"Stop! Stop! I am an immortal!"
"You are so sincere and kind, and you have gone to great lengths to find a master... This immortal has been moved and has come to show himself to you!"
On the other side of the wall, Li Pu, who had already thoroughly examined the "floor plan," was taken aback.