Remnants of Filth: Yuwu (Novel) Vol. 2 by Rou Bao Bu Chi Rou

Author:Rou Bao Bu Chi Rou [Rou, Rou Bao Bu Chi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Seven Seas Entertainment
Published: 2023-10-10T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 51:

Don’t Move

SPARKS FLEW from the charcoal brazier, and the pale-blue bed canopy hung open. Mo Xi sat on the edge of the bed, staring at Gu Mang with dark eyes. “Get on your knees.”

Gu Mang had learned how to kneel at Luomei Pavilion long ago, but he didn’t like doing it. It wasn’t because of pride, but because he didn’t know what those people telling him to kneel wanted from him. He got on his knees as he was told every time, but for some reason, the spite on their faces never faded. Rather, they only flushed redder with rage. He didn’t know what part of this position he’d gotten wrong.

Gu Mang hesitated as he looked at Mo Xi. Then he knelt, falling to his knees by the bed of Xihe Manor’s master, down by that man’s feet. In the past, he hadn’t cared if others were satisfied with him, but he depended on the person before him for sustenance. Since the meat on tomorrow’s table was at stake, he hoped that he could lift Mo Xi’s spirits.

But Mo Xi didn’t look satisfied. “Did anyone ever tell you what it means to kneel?” he glanced downward and asked in a chilling tone.

Gu Mang shook his head.

“Getting on your knees denotes submission, humility, and deference.” Mo Xi stared at him. “But there’s none of that in your face. You’ve only bent your knees; your back is still straight.”

Gu Mang said nothing; it seemed as though he had no idea what to say. He remained kneeling, blinking in helpless bewilderment. The frank honesty of his gaze verged on rudeness.

This was indeed why he had infuriated everyone who had instructed him to kneel. Though he got down on his knees, there was no shame on his face. Over the past two years, so many people had sought to see him humbled and ruined, wanted to see him live a life worse than death—but no one had succeeded. Gu Mang was like a blank sheet of paper, calmly accepting all their venom and disdain. His ignorance had become his greatest shield.

Mo Xi’s rage flared once more. He grabbed Gu Mang by the jaw and leaned over to stare into his eyes. His aura was like a sword unsheathing with a metallic clang, ready to run Gu Mang through. “Gu Mang, do you really think I wouldn’t lay a hand on you?”

After staring at him for a long while, Gu Mang’s response was to ask, unexpectedly, “Did you drink?”

Stunned silent, Mo Xi froze. He seemed to have been reminded of something. He let go of Gu Mang at once, as if burned. He had used too much strength; his fingers had branded two bright red marks on Gu Mang’s pale cheek. Mo Xi turned away, voice stormy. “That’s none of your business.”

Gu Mang touched his own cheek. “There were lots of people who drank at Luomei Pavilion. They drank a lot, and then they’d become very bad.”

“That’s called being drunk,” Mo Xi said coldly.

“Then are you drunk?”

Mo Xi turned and shot him a glare.

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