Chu Danzi instantly panicked. The symptoms Chu Feng described were incredibly accurate, even down to what he had eaten. He believed wholeheartedly in Chu Feng’s words.
Hearing that he had only three to five days to live, his soul was scared away.
Trembling legs and a shaking body, he said with a crying tone, "Third Prince, please don’t scare me! I, I don’t want to die so soon...Wuu wuu!"
"You’ve studied at the Alchemy Academy for several years, you must surely have a way to cure me! Please, save me, save me... As long as you can cure me, even if I have to work like an ox or horse for you, I will do it willingly!"
With a thump, Chu Danzi knelt on the ground again, kowtowing to Chu Feng.
"Aren’t you already a servant to the Prince Manor, now as good as an ox or horse serving me?" This time, Chu Feng didn’t hurry to help Chu Danzi up.
He wanted to test whether Chu Danzi was worth taming. If too dull-witted, even tamed, he wouldn’t be of much use.
Chu Danzi was stunned for a moment, then looking up, he saw Chu Feng staring at him with a profoundly meaningful gaze.
He immediately came to a realization.
"Currently, Sword King Mansion is fraught with dangers both inside and out, with pressures from Prince Liu Mansion and the Imperial Family, and internally, Chief Luo and numerous evil slaves are in charge. The situation is quite dire. For the Third Prince to save me, he probably wants to recruit a servant who will serve unto death. This might be the only use I have."
Thinking this, Chu Danzi stopped kowtowing and looked at Chu Feng with a serious expression, "As long as the Third Prince saves me, I’m willing to serve with unyielding loyalty!"
There are two kinds of servants.
One is the common house slave, and the other is the Death Soldier.
Capable nobles often prefer to keep Death Soldiers whom they can send to do fatal tasks when necessary, thereby gaining maximum benefit.
"I’ll give you a prescription, follow it to get the medicine, then take it immediately. In no more than two days, you should recover!"
Chu Feng gave Chu Danzi a prescription, which actually consisted of only three kinds of herbs, all common and cheap.
For Chu Feng, it was just a matter of moving his lips, with no real loss to himself.
If Chu Danzi could keep his promise and serve him with unyielding loyalty, that would be for the best. If he broke his promise and acted in deceit, Chu Feng would definitely deal with him.
"Remember, you only need to serve me in secret! On the surface, continue doing what you’re supposed to do!"
"Should anyone attempt to win you over, feel free to pretend to agree!"
After giving a couple of hints, Chu Feng then walked towards the inner mansion.
As he passed through the corridor, he sensed a pair of chilly eyes watching him. Looking up, he saw a smack-worthy chrysanthemum face sneering at him.
It was no other than Chief Luo.
"Third Prince’s Yang Fire didn’t flare up, did it?" Chief Luo’s glance at Chu Feng carried a hint of surprise and a chill filled with killing intent.
Yesterday, Chu Feng’s Yang Fire had acted up, burning the leg of one of his evil slaves to a crisp.
Chief Luo had reported the situation to Liu Ping.
Logically, given Liu Ping’s hatred for Chu Feng, he would definitely try to covertly poison him again and set off the Yang Fire in Chu Feng’s body.
Yet, Chu Feng was still alive and well.
This left Chief Luo somewhat puzzled. When had Young Prince Liu Ping become so benevolent?
"Chief Luo, do you so desire my Yang Fire to flare up? How about I teach you a method then!" Chu Feng said with a smile.
Chief Luo asked instinctively. His desire to kill Chu Feng was unmasked.
It also clearly showed how arrogant this man was.
"Call over your prettiest concubine, have her strip clean, wash up, and lie down in front of me..." Chu Feng said with utmost seriousness.
Chief Luo’s face immediately turned black with rage, his eyes shooting flames, trembling with anger.
Chu Feng laughed heartily and left with long strides.
Making this old bastard eat humble pie feels really good.
Once inside the Prince Manor’s reception hall, on any other day, Chu Feng would have seen his virtuous sister-in-law seated at the table reading a book, having prepared medicine and waiting for his return.
But this time, he didn’t see his sister-in-law.
This struck Chu Feng as strange.
Even though he had been reborn with a different soul, the heart is made of flesh after all. His brother and sister-in-law had treated him so well that he naturally came to regard them as his closest family.
"Could it be that old bastard Chief Luo has done something underhanded to her?" A sense of alarm rose in Chu Feng’s heart, immediately followed by a surge of killing aura.
Chief Luo had been coveting Chu Feng’s beautiful sister-in-law for a long time.
Chu Feng’s brother, a Soldier at the city gate, had a very tough job. Usually, he wasn’t home during the day, which gave Chief Luo even more unchecked freedom.
Take what happened the day before yesterday, for example; right in front of Chu Feng, Chief Luo had the audacity to openly flirt with his sister-in-law.
What wouldn’t that old bastard dare to do?
"Eh, that’s my senior brother’s helmet! That means he has come back!" Chu Feng understood his brother’s habits well; every time he returned, he would take off his helmet and place it on the hat rack.
As Chu Feng pondered the situation, a maid from his sister-in-law’s side hurriedly approached him.
"Third Prince, follow me!" This maid, having been brought from her family home by his sister-in-law, was very loyal to her, and also not weak in strength. However, her attitude towards Chu Feng had always been fairly cold, thick with disdain.
This was no surprise, for Chu Feng’s cultivation was extremely poor, hardly distinguishable from trash that couldn’t even hold a chicken.
Furthermore, Chu Feng’s performance at the Alchemy Academy was extremely poor, often coming in last.
In essence, neither scholarly nor martially adept, he was truly the dregs of the waste.
Therefore, this maid named Little Lan never looked highly upon Chu Feng.
Chu Feng followed behind Little Lan and noticed that in addition to being a bit brash, she had a pretty good figure and looks. She walked with long, elegant legs and a supple waist, causing Chu Feng to take a few more glances involuntarily.
"Hurry up! Don’t walk like a waste!" Little Lan scolded without turning her head back.
It was just as well she did not turn around; otherwise, seeing Chu Feng eyeing her good figure might have induced her to blow up on the spot.
"Damn! I, Alchemy Venerate, am actually being scorned by a young maid! I must quickly raise my cultivation level!"
"In the future, I’ll have to make Little Lan look at me with new eyes!"
Chu Feng subconsciously touched the Pei Yuan Elixir within his clothes.
Being able to concoct elixirs is simply awesome.
Compared to buying elixirs for cultivation, it’s truly the difference between heaven and earth. The elixirs sold in the Medicine Hall are not only outrageously expensive, but their quality is nowhere near as good as the ones personally crafted by Chu Feng.
Following Little Lan, he found himself arriving at his second sister’s residence.
"Could it be my second sister has finished her cultivation retreat?" A flicker of curiosity crossed Chu Feng’s mind about this second sister he had never met before.
It was said that not only was she beautiful, but her talent for cultivation was also exceptionally high.
At a young age, she had already reached the cultivation level of a Sword Master.
Ever since Prince Jian met with trouble, the three siblings had relied on each other and guarded one another.
His senior brother and second sister were especially affectionate and protective of Chu Feng, their younger brother.